Riddle of the Day List

A seat on which a child plays,

Moving as a pendulum sways,

With kicks, they take flight,

Held by chain or rope pulled tight.

A quick mark made in a box,

Or a sound from a clock.

A blood sucking parasite,

Latches firm as I bite.

In days of old, a tool to write,

Used to describe things light,

Upon me heads lay in the night,

Or I may guide missiles in flight.

I vibrate when I am content,

The predator of many pests,

Stalk with silent steps stealthily,

Killed by my own curiosity.

I vibrate when I am content,

The predator of many pests,

Stalk with silent steps stealthily,

Killed by my own curiosity.

Given to those who need to recover,

A boundless area to discover,

A bar under your thumb,

Personal zone near someone.