A Riddle Poem by Anonymous Americas

A Riddle

Rating: 2.5


Legs I have got, yet seldom do I walk;
I backbite many, yet I never talk:
In secret places most I seek to hide me,
For he who feeds me never can abide me.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ste Vie 04 May 2019

You are a grey

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Ste vie 04 May 2019

Ego Warrior la crevette

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M Asim Nehal 19 January 2016

Heart and head....

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