Thursday, February 28, 2008

The Riddle Poem

You're looking for a one-word answer to this riddle

Leave the tea and get me a pot,
And I'll devise a devious plot.
Ideas are fixed firmly in my mind,
As I lay in my bed, my thoughts entwined,
I cannot sleep, so I take a drink,
Breath in the air, I'm on the brink
This story will be the best seller yet,
The sweet smell of success I'll surely get

- Eric

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12 Comments:

Blogger Jason said...

Flower

February 28, 2008 1:49 PM  
Anonymous me said...

no, a flower seed. its is laying. flowers are standing. till smushed. >=) no, mom, it was the dog. he chased a butterfly thru the flowers.

February 28, 2008 3:08 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

i say weed
must be good

February 28, 2008 3:24 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

leaf

February 28, 2008 7:16 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

how do u find out the answer

February 28, 2008 7:17 PM  
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February 28, 2008 10:56 PM  
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February 29, 2008 4:52 AM  
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March 1, 2008 1:03 PM  
Blogger Stezy said...

some people are just immature.

March 1, 2008 1:37 PM  
Anonymous Keenan said...

sleep?

March 2, 2008 11:26 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

sounds like a drunken author to me

March 2, 2008 4:51 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

this is easy..its coffee

March 8, 2008 8:59 PM  

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