I'm in a rock, not in a stone I'm in marrow, not in bone I'm in a bolster, not in a bed I'm not living , I'm not dead What am i ?
The letter "R".
Its Alphabet R. neither living nor dead.
For nine months I grow and grow. Then finally my head will show When I'm pulled from the bed I'm in And someone gently cleans my skin. Strong and healthy is my mood. Soon I'll be into solid food. Some like my smell, some say it's rude, To most, I'm positively viewed. So who or what am I?
Living I do not exist. Dead I am an inspiration. You always doubt me. But never reject me. I am what is given from old to young. Without me people would not learn mistakes. What am I?
When I am quick I can be deadly,
I am a rock, shell and bone medley.
If I was made into a man, I’d make people dream,
I gather in my millions by ocean, sea and stream.
What am I?
I'm a riddle in nine syllables: An elephant, a ponderous house. A melon strolling on two tendrils. O red fruit, ivory, fine timber! The loaf's big with it's yeasty rising. Money's newly minted in this fat purse. I'm a means, a stage, a cow in calf. I've eaten a bag of green apples. Boarded the train; there's no getting off. What am I?
