Thousands of orphans who lost their old home, found by others who have lost their own. To hide a secret that is obvious to all, becomes even more obvious when the host falls.
What am I?
I'm the base of a spirit, my eyes they can't see. I dwell in the earth, in the dark happily. My flesh sometimes glazed, I tell you some more, I've skin that is praised, by science and lore. Some say you are like me, when watching TV. can you guess what I am or what I might be?
I am a letter.
I am in talk, and in stop, I am in tickle, and in tackle, I am in bullet, and kite, I am in poster, and in tear, I am in torn, and in fear, I am in tick, and in stock, I am in tulip, but I'm also in by.
I have a big mouth and I am also quite loud! I am NOT a gossip but I do get involved with everyone's dirty business.
I hold up the sky; I hold many pounds. Just so you know, I can never fall on the *ground*. I am made of the world; without me you'll die. The ones who survive are the ones that can fly. What am I?
