Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Riddle poem

I am sounds that are pleasent,
I am sounds that are dull.
I see mant places near or far.
I can be as red as an apple or as green as its leaf,
You will hold me high, but when i fall "Bang".
I am needed by many, and conciderd their lives,
I am easy to loose, but not too hard to find.
Under clothes and on top of desks.
What am i???


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