I can be repeated,
But often not in the same way.
I can't be changed,
But can be rewritten.
I can be forgotten,
And can also be lost with death.
My first is in horses,
But not in ponies.
My last is in pretty,
But not in beautiful.
What am I?
The ans is History.
I've many holes but I will never leak
Not comfortable? Just give me a tweak
Though often together most of the day
Come bedtime we'll go our separate ways
Life without me might be kind of a drag
'Cause when I'm not around things tend to sag
Doing my job, your reliable mate
This is a "hold-up" you'll appreciate
I got hot but I never sweat,
I cook food but I am not a chef,
I have a door but you can't enter me,
I have a light but I am not a lamp.
Who am I?
I am often sought after but seldom found.
Some people never find me until they are in the ground.
Arguing nations find me hard to find.
Yet often, I am just a state of mind.
Some believe I can only be found by divine intervention from above.
Another name for me is Love.
Now is the time to stop being shy.
Shout out your answer, what am I?
You can kill me but you can't eat me.
You use me every day. I am always there.
You cannot get away from me.
If you can't manage me you must be disorganized.
What thing is not a thing but has a name? It can be tall or short it joins in with are games it joins in with are talks and joins in with are sport.
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