Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Charade No. 16

My first's a mean and humble bed,
Where poverty reclines;
You'll find my next on hedges spread,
When Sol in summer shines.
My whole's a pleasant cooling fruit,
And does, I think, most palates suit.


clueless said...


Not Her Again! said...

See, now it's my turn to say that this seems so obvious now, but I couldn't get it before.

ByMyFirst said...

Very good! We all feel that way, at least some of the time, when we see the answer.