I am always hungry,
I must always be fed,
The finger I touch,
Will soon turn red
What am I?
Fire
YOU ARE READING
The Book of Riddles
PoetryNeed some riddles to stump your friends or win your way out of a vey deep cave?
What am I?
I am always hungry,
I must always be fed,
The finger I touch,
Will soon turn red
What am I?
Fire
