Monday, January 30, 2017
Monday's Riddle: Deep Eyes...
Sea tides through bubble eyes; deep is where my spirit lies. Tipped scales cruise the surf, run aground on dry turf. Racing on a river run, trolling shallows in the sun; if your line isn't late, you'll know it when I snap the bait. Below I shall always dwell, for when above I do smell.
What am I? Stop by Wednesday for the answer.
I gave you a clue!
Posted by DMS at 9:56:00 AM