December 2016 Comics and Riddles

 

 

Brennan Tanner, Staff Writer

 

None of us are quite the same, though we all are called by a single name,

It is the six that we all do share, that causes some to believe us all the same.

 

Iron roof, glass walls,

burns and burns, yet it never falls.

 

First tell me who is first among spies,

and last amongst their lies,

Then next tell me who is seated in the middle of a bench,

Lastly when it comes time to pay,

and you have nothing, what happens?

If you have found all three time to string them and answer me this,

What numbs your flesh with its gentle kiss?