personal poetry riddles Straw I have two holes and one at the same time, I serve two polar uses, like lungs I kill turtles Moss I have no ground, yet i am everywhere i am immortal, i can only spread But i bear no fruit Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Pages: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12