The peroson that makes it doesn't want it, the person that wants it doesn't need it, the person that needs it doesn't knoe it. What is it?
Ripped from my mother's womb,
Beaten and burned,
I become a blood thirsty killer.
What am I?
When young, I am sweet in the sun.
When middle-aged, I make you gay.
When old, I am valued more than ever
Until I am measured
I am not known,
Yet how you miss me
When I have flown.
Each morning I appear
To lie at your feet,
All day I will follow
No matter how fast you run,
Yet I nearly perish
In the midday sun.
It cannot be seen, it weighs nothing, but when put into a barrel, it makes it lighter. What is it?
Answers
Coffin
Iron ore
wine
time
Shadow
A hole
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