My food I'll have found
(Squirrel)
I am slow I am.
Slowest of the slow I am.
In my tree I am.
(Sloth)
When I raise my tail,
Expressing my displeasure,
Even wolves make tracks.
(Skunk)
A squirrel has a bushy one.
It starts with a T.
My dog has a happy one.
She wags it for me.
(Tail)
He rows quickly with four oars
But never comes out from under his own roof?
(Turtle)
I can not fly, I can not run,
I shelter from the mid-day sun,
Upon my back my house is placed,
I crawl along, but once I raced,
And now when danger lurks around,
Inside I pop, all safe and sound.
(Tortoise)
One where none should be,
Or maybe where two should be,
Seeking out purity,
In the kings trees.
(Unicorn)
Big and gray,
With so many teeth,
Searching all day
For flocks of sheep
And helpless prey.
(Wolf)
This animal's name
Begins with a Z.
She looks like a pretty
Spriped pony to me.
(Zebra)
I really come from Africa,
But can be seen in zoos,
I look like a horse
And a donkey too,
You really can't mistake me,
I am a funny sight,
I'm sure you will know
My black and white stripes.
(Zebra)
High in the sky
I can see with my eye
White horses are grazing.
Isn't that amazing?
(Clouds)
Full and heavy it hangs in the skies,
And feeds the earth as it cries.
(Cloud)
Fluffy and light,
I live in the sky,
My shape ever changing
As I go by.
(Cloud)
What can you catch but not throw?
(Cold)
The greater it is
The less you see of it.
(Darkness)
It can not be seen, cannot be felt,
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.
(Darkness)
I'm sometimes strong and sometimes weak,
But I am nobody's fool.
For there is no language I can't speak
Though I never went to school.
(Echo)
I am something that no one has ever seen,
But many have heard me,
And I won't speak unless I'm spoken to.
(Echo)
As long as I live I eat,
But when I drink I die.
(Fire)
Give it food and it will live,
Give it water and it will die.
(Fire)
I can be touched
But I hurt those who touch me
I move swiftly through a dry forest
But die in a mountain stream
Where I pass I leave a black shroud.
(Fire)
Goes over all the hills and hollows,
Bites hard, but never swallows.
(Frost)
You'll find me in the morning
And also late at night,
You need warm clothes when I'm about
So wrap up snug and tight,