Living

Riddle 14

by Carolyn Wells 1862–1942

From At the Sign of the Sphinx (Second Series)

Living

When at an inn I stopped to dine
Mine host brought out some rare old wine,
It was a bottle of his best,
My first and second it possessed,
In peace I ate and drank my fill,
Then asked the waiter for my bill,
My whole was charged! I looked quite blank,
My whole I neither ate nor drank.

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Answer: CORKAGE

MLA

Wells, Carolyn. “Riddle 14.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wells_c/131/.

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Wells, Carolyn. “Riddle 14.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wells_c/131/.

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