I can be cracked, made, told and played. What am I?
I like to twirl my body but keep my head up high. Once I go in, all becomes tight. What am I?
I can fly without wings, cry without eyes. Every place I visit, darkness follows underneath. What am I?
I may have eyes, but I can't see. I sit in the dirt and wait for you to wash and peel me. What am I?
I'm lighter than air but you cannot lift me. I'm very fragile so don't touch me. What am I?
You like me fresh and with a nice smell. I can be thin in some places but never fat. What am I?
Take me for a spin and I'll make you cool. But use me when it's cool and you're a fool. What am I?
I demand a quick answer but never ask a question. I may ask again later if you don't answer in time. What am I?
I'm the worst game you'll ever play. To give me to someone I don't belong to is shameful, but to take me can be noble. What am I?
We hurt without existing, poison without touching. We bear the truth and the lies, and are not to be judged by our size. What are we?
People leave me gifts when they're not crying at my sight. I never sit but stand both day and night. What am I?
When I was young, I was quite tall. Now hours has passed, and I'm barely any height at all. What am I?
Shai K.
4/20/2021
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