Rannaro's Riddles II

(Answers are not case-sensitive.)

Riddle’s in a riddle.
Riddle uses you.
Fox and you together
Make commands come true.

Some delight in privet,
I delight in you.
What an easy riddle.
This one’s about you.






O is for owl, and O’s what you need,
At least that is what serpens suvae decreed,
To sip just a sip of Bugloss’s wine
That gives you a chance at existence divine.

To drink of this wine, you don’t need a cup -
Your eyes see its name, and your eyes soak it up.
For Bugloss gives you truth, and Bugloss gives you love,
And Bugloss gives you living death, and fortune from above.






When I throw a tantrum I throw other things as well.
I thump and bump, and rap and tap, and sometimes even yell.
Without pedal appendages, my footsteps still you hear.
And when I make you jump and scream, I grin from ear to ear.

I am a rumbling spirit, though German I speak none,
And only one sanguineous peer can make me curb my fun.
You all know me, and I know you, and if you do not guess
And tell me what my name is, I’ll leave your room a mess.






We know of this at Hogwarts, we meet it every year.
Although it comes at Christmas instead of the New Year.
Take hen fruit and cow juice and mix in grain of cane,
While evergreen Molucca seed comes falling down like rain.

Then children of the sixties (and older children, too),
May add see to age five oh age to liven up the brew.
You say you’ve never tried it? My dear, where have you been?
In palace, home, and hovel, this ‘potion’ reigns supreme.

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