Riddles

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Riddles  [duchas:4389682]

Riddle: I have a wee horse with an iron throat, and the faster he gallops he swallows the rope.
Answer: An old woman spinning.
R: Chip, chip cherry all the men in Derry couldn’t climb the chip, chip Cherry.
A: The smoke.
R: As white as milk and milk it isn’t, as green as grass and grass it isn’t, as red as blood and blood it isn’t, as black as ink and ink it isn’t.
A: A Blackberry. 
R: You take it from your father, you share it with your mother, your sisters and your brothers, when asked for it you give it, you give it, yet you keep it. 
A: Your Surname.