The third word is gry.
Poe wrote on both.
You ask the trolls “If I were to ask you which door leads to freedom, how would you respond?”.
Finally, LAPD arrives with a bear who is saying, “OK, I’m a rabbit.”
I don’t think that last one’s a riddle, but I’m dying to hear the setup.
A human being.
String!!
May 33rd?
Yeah, but only on leap year.
The shavings were from the dead midget’s cane. And it was a suicide.
The neighbour’s breakfast only ached every fifth wednesday in August. You people have officially made me three minutes dumber. Thanks a lot.
The tradition was to rub its nose. And no, I didn’t expect a bronze statue to talk.
I was told (and subsequently tell it) “A man is found dead in a room with a cane.”
But I like yours better.