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Head Underground
This is an old Italian riddle from 1300-1900 AD.
In the ground my head lies buried,
Yet with care I'm never harried.
In my early youth and fresh,
White and tender is my flesh,
Green my tail; of lowly plight,
The rich man's scorn, the boor's delight.
The peasant on me sets good store,
The noble casts me from his door.
In the ground my head lies buried,
Yet with care I'm never harried.
In my early youth and fresh,
White and tender is my flesh,
Green my tail; of lowly plight,
The rich man's scorn, the boor's delight.
The peasant on me sets good store,
The noble casts me from his door.
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Riddle courtesy of Trumalia.com
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It could be an onion or fennel too, couldn't it? Nice riddle!
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