With pointed fangs it sits in wait, With piercing force its doles out fate, Over bloodless victims proclaiming its might, Eternally joining in a single bite. What am I?
I'll post the answer if it isn't figured out by page five. After this I'll be posting more riddles have fun!!
It regulates our daily movements, but it feels no interest in our lives. It directs us when to come and go, but does not care if we pay attention. What is it?
ok i have one try to answer it The man who makes it does not need it. The man who buys its does not use it. The man who uses it doesn't know he is. What is it?
ok i have one try to answer it The man who makes it does not need it. The man who buys its does not use it. The man who uses it doesn't know he is. What is it?
