We’re very large though we seem small,
We float on high and never fall,
We shine like jewels in the night,
But in the day concealed from sight.
What are we?
My love, when I gaze on thy beautiful face,
Careering along, yet always in place -
The thought has often come into my mind
If I ever shall see thy glorious behind.
I wiggle and I cannot see,
Sometimes I'm underground, and at times on a tree.
I really don't want to end up on a hook,
I turn into a person when combined with a book.
What am I?
My first letter is in sea but not in ocean,
The second is in change but not in motion.
My third letter in boat but never in ship,
And the fourth is in travel as well as in trip.
The fifth letter is in dark but not in caves,
And my whole is a triangle popping up from the waves.
What am I?
My first letter is in cloud, but never in sky.
The second is in roll but not in lie,
My third letter is in water but not in trees.
My whole makes you milk, kefir, and cheese.
What am I?
My first letter is in follow but not in lead, and the second is in write but not in read.
My third letter is in sky but not in cloud, my fourth is in humble but not in proud.
My all makes circles in a bowl, or lies on a plate cooked up whole.
What am I?
My first letter is in window but not in pane.
My second's in road but not in lane.
My third is in oval but not in round.
My fourth is in hearing but not in sound.
My whole is known as a sign of peace.
And from Noah's Ark, I won quick release.
What am I?
My first letter is in ocean but never in sea.
My second's in wasp but never in bee.
My third is in glider and also in flight.
My whole is a creature that comes out at night.
What am I?
Oh, how I love my dancing feet!
They stay together - oh so neat.
And when I want to walk a line,
They all stay together and do double time.
I count them up, ten times or more,
And race on-off, across the floor.
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