- Joined
- Apr 12, 2005
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As my reign draws to a close, by my authority, I'll add this game to ensure a memorial of my time as Queen.
Compose an original riddle. It need not rhyme, though this first one does. Post it here and make sure you check back to confirm or refute the guesses. Enjoy!
A no-man's land
Where water flows
This soil's infertile
So nothing grows
A refuge for reflection
A den of smoke and paint
Gate guarded by an icon
Ne'er mistaken for a saint
A haven for relief
Of burdens common to us all
But entry denied to every man
Though slave to nature's call
Compose an original riddle. It need not rhyme, though this first one does. Post it here and make sure you check back to confirm or refute the guesses. Enjoy!
A no-man's land
Where water flows
This soil's infertile
So nothing grows
A refuge for reflection
A den of smoke and paint
Gate guarded by an icon
Ne'er mistaken for a saint
A haven for relief
Of burdens common to us all
But entry denied to every man
Though slave to nature's call