I am just two and two. I am hot. I am cold.
I’m the parent of numbers that cannot be told.
I’m a gift beyond measure, a matter of course,
And I’m yielded with pleasure- even taken by force.
What am I?
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I am just two and two. I am hot. I am cold.
I’m the parent of numbers that cannot be told.
I’m a gift beyond measure, a matter of course,
And I’m yielded with pleasure- even taken by force.
What am I?
Posted in Riddles | Comments (0)