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    Topics
    1. genre
      1. verbal arts (~1,483)
        1. riddles (~7,209)
    Language
    English
    Collector
    Vincent O Connor
    Gender
    Male
    Age
    13
    Address
    Kilmurry, Co. Offaly
    Informant
    John O Connor
    Relation
    Parent
    Gender
    Male
    Age
    55
    Occupation
    Farmer
    Address
    Kilmurry, Co. Offaly

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    Q. Black I am and bare they left me.
    Men tired and seeking for me.
    They broke my back and cut my face
    and put me off my dwelling place.
    I comforted many tired horses.
    A. Turf.
    Q. Long and tall thin and small.
    Wears shoes and has none at all.
    A. The road.
    Q. It is in the rock it's not in the stone,
    It is in the marrow but not in bone.
    It is in the water but not in the flood.
    It's in all kind of timber but not in the wood.
    A. The letter "R".
    Q. When I was young and in my prime.
    They took me from my mother's side.
    They took me from the marrow too.
    They split my tongue to make me speak.
    I died in pity and forgotten. Through hand manure heaped for to rot.
    A. A goose's quill made into a writing pen.
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