Riddle of the Day List

Born with two,

But one will still do,

Great pain with stones,

As beans, I’m known.

Sometimes I live as a hermit,

Sometimes as a king,

Skeleton on my outside,

With my pincers, cling.

Drawn at the end of days,

Closes final acts of plays,

Made of iron in the Cold War,

Seen by windows, not by doors.

A winding path down my cave,

It’s said you have me if you’re brave,

I start small and end large,

I keep the valuable, the rest discharge.

Rounded feature of many parties,

Cut four times then shared,

What is on my face may vary,

With soda often paired!

Stowing a car away,

Or place to spend a sunny day,

A walk through me is easy,

Springtime visits make some sneezy!