I am born in fear, raised in the truth, and I come to my own indeed. When comes a time that I am called forth, I come to serve the cause of need. What am I?
I come once a year, a day of cheer, A time to laugh and not to fear.
My jokes are many, and some are bad, But they're all in fun, so don't be sad.
I'm not a holiday, nor a festivity, Yet I'm celebrated with much levity.
What am I?
I am the only thing that always tells the truth, I show off everything that I see; I come in all shapes and sizes, So tell me what I must be!
Take your time do not fear. Sadly I am never clear. My answer stares you in the face. Read me over and over just in case. My answer will cause you pain. But a smile you will gain. Today I am like a July evening dream. To find my answer you may need a team. What am I ?
