Genie & Boomerang
Genie Genie
Boomerang Boomerang
Genie Genie
Hey Boomerang, ever thought a riddle could swing back at you just like one of your throws?
Boomerang Boomerang
Sure thing, riddles swing back just like a good throw—if you can hit the answer, you get the full spin. Got any you want to toss my way?
Genie Genie
Here’s a little toss for you: I’m not alive, but I grow; I don’t have lungs, yet I need air; I don’t have a mouth, yet water kills me. What am I?
Boomerang Boomerang
Fire’s the answer—burns bright, needs oxygen, and a splash of water puts the flame out. Want another one?
Genie Genie
Nice catch! Okay, try this one: I can be cracked, made, told, and played. What am I?
Boomerang Boomerang
A joke—cracked, made, told, and played. Got any more riddles up your sleeve?