“Ten can fill a tankard, but just one will fill a barn. What is it?”

“I have cities but no houses. I have forests but no trees. And I have rivers but no fish. What am I?”

“No dice, huh? Then maybe this one-- what is so delicate that saying its name is enough to break it?”

“There are cages all over town with nothing in them, but each day someone feeds them. What are they?”

“Alright, have another easy one-- I have not flesh, nor feathers, nor scales, nor bone. Yet I have fingers and thumbs of my own. What am I?”

“How can a pocket be empty and yet still have something in it?”

“My inside was corn, and my outside was sand. If it's fun you're after, I'll give you a hand. But if you're looking for balance, I won't help you stand. What am I?”