I Have Many Feathers To Help Me Fly. I Have A Body And Head, But I''m Not Alive. It Is Your Strength Which Determines How Far I Go. You Can Hold Me In Your Hand, But I''m Never Thrown. What Am I?
An aeroplane carrying 40 people crashed over d Atlantic ocean,
wd every single person being killed
Yet 2 passengers survived
How is this possible?
its challenge
I can sizzle like bacon,
I am made with an egg,
I have plenty of backbone, but lack a good leg,
I peel layers like onions, but still remain whole,
I can be long, like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole,
What am I?
My voice Is TenDer, My Waist Is Slender and I''m Often Invited to Play. Yet Whereever I Go I Must Take My Bow or Else I have Nothing To say
What Am I...?
