Guest Posted June 5, 2009 Report Share Posted June 5, 2009 Rarely am I ever given drink, And yet, water is my gift, If your body is ready to shrivel and shrink, I, greatly, your spirits, will lift. Have something sharp, or you’re out of luck, Look around for one, you won’t easily find. Lop my top off, or my limbs, you should pluck. Hurry, or you’ll start to lose your mind. The color of Christmas, without the red, Alone and sitting on this godforsaken bed. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted June 5, 2009 Report Share Posted June 5, 2009 Sororo cactus Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 deannaart Posted June 5, 2009 Report Share Posted June 5, 2009 (edited) Cactus? Dangit! we were typing at the same time!!! Edited June 5, 2009 by deannaart Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted June 5, 2009 Report Share Posted June 5, 2009 Sororo cactus Yes!!!! While deanna has the answer I was looking for (non-specifics) you have essentially the right answer. So, the award goes to typical Cactus Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted June 5, 2009 Report Share Posted June 5, 2009 Yes!!!! While deanna has the answer I was looking for (non-specifics) you have essentially the right answer. So, the award goes to typical Cactus Thanks Lotus the sororo because not all cacti have the gift of water I liked the riddle. Sometime quickies are refreshing. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted June 5, 2009 Report Share Posted June 5, 2009 Thanks Lotus the sororo because not all cacti have the gift of water I liked the riddle. Sometime quickies are refreshing. Which is exactly why I didn't very much like the riddle, I wasn't very well informed on the idea. But, thank you. I feel the need to keep some quickies around every now and then. People need them, sometimes. : ) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Rarely am I ever given drink,
And yet, water is my gift,
If your body is ready to shrivel and shrink,
I, greatly, your spirits, will lift.
Have something sharp, or you’re out of luck,
Look around for one, you won’t easily find.
Lop my top off, or my limbs, you should pluck.
Hurry, or you’ll start to lose your mind.
The color of Christmas, without the red,
Alone and sitting on this godforsaken bed.
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