His neighbours four stand taller, As anyone can see. Always he'll oppose them, Yet together hold a key. But if he's all you got, You're as clumsy as can be. Who is he?
When you stop and look, you can always see me; if you try to touch you can't touch me; I can't move, but as you near me, I will move away from you. What am I?
It is the unreachable boundary, yet the place you wish to go, It run away as you approach. But It is always there. What is it?
These two letters are all that stand Between the birds and the bees Put them together and you will find You've created a very big cheese.
It is as light as a feather, yet the strongest of men cannot hold it for more than a minute. It is with you from the day you are born to the day you die. It can be as putrid as onions and garlic, yet as pleasant as freshly picked roses. What is it?
