My first is a heir;
My second's a snare;
My whole is the offspring of fancy;
Which I sent, out of play,
Upon Valentine's day,
As a token of love, to my Nancy.
I am easy to see, but no one likes looking at me. Without me, there would be no you. I can make you complain, or make you happy. But you almost always take me for granted. What am I?See answer
What goes through towns and over hills but never moves?See answer
Select a pack of riddles and try to solve it in an interesting way.
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