School: Naomh Feichín, Cros (roll number 7075)

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1. Riddles (continued)

   

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   Its on the table and its cut, but its never eaten. (A pack of cards.) As black as ink and ink it merit As white as snow and snow it merit It hops on the ground like a marble stone and marble stone it merit. What is it. (A magpie) You see it come in on the shoulders of men, like a thread of the silk it will leave again There's a garden that I keep Full of little gentlemen Little caps of blue they wear

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2. Riddles

   

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   1. You see it come in on the shoulders of men, Like a thread of silk it will leave again.
   Turf.
   2. There's a garden that I ken
   Full of little gentlemen
   Little caps of blue they wear

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