I Spy

I travel all around the world And I am loved by boys and girls But when I travel I take no luggage I am not bogged down by baggage Like little Jack Horner I am usually kept in a corner I wear many faces but I am not a spy I can be Queen Victoria, or a butterfly I am almost 200 years old My many colors include blue and gold I can be bought and sold In your hand I can hold What am I ?

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Heidi Sands

Date: 8/29/2017 8:37:00 PM

Hmmm. what is this? curious mind wants to know ...lol

Sara Kendrick

Date: 3/11/2014 8:17:00 AM

My mind is racing to figure this one out..Duh...I know it is right there in front of me but I just can't lay a hold on it...Thanks for the congrats..Sara

Nette Onclaud

Date: 3/10/2014 10:05:00 AM

magical piece, joseph.. i won't guess though being 200 years old, seems like eternity... well done!.. huggs

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 3/9/2014 1:22:00 PM

- Well done, Joseph - Luck in contest ! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/8/2014 10:11:00 PM

good grief. I am SO bad at getting these. I just know this one is staring me in the face. Cute ditty.