I stand in the kitchen, a silent guard, Full of food from near and far Cold inside, though my outside's not, Open my door, see all that I've got What am I?
I stand tall and grand, built by human hand, Holding stories of old, in my bricks they're told From castles to homes, under my domes, Where am I found, both skyward and ground?
I hang on a wall or stand on a floor, I capture a moment and hold so much more Brushstrokes and colors, secrets galore, in museums and homes, through my frame explore What am I?
I travel the world but never leave the corner What am I?
I travel the world and stay in one corner What am I?
I can travel the world while staying in a corner What am I?
I can be shared, yet remain whole I can change the world, though I have no form I live in your head until I am spoken Ends in what am I?
Who is the king ruling where no sun can shock?
I hang in the smoke, I cure over time, In breakfasts I'm savored, or paired with some wine Pork is my source, yet bacon's not my name, What am I called when from Italy I came?
I speak without a mouth and hear without ears I have no body, but I come alive with wind What am I?
I am worn around the neck, no gem nor gold, yet every athlete seeks to hold What am I?
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8 hours ago
I stand in the kitchen, a silent guard,
Full of food from near and far
Cold inside, though my outside's not,
Open my door, see all that I've got
What am I?