Sharon Chmielarz' Riddles
Riddle #5
I am big and round. I am cold or hot.
In my belly lie bones and beans, skin
or greens. Sometimes tongue. I’m at
home with a spoon or, for that matter,
the knife. My freight is my goods; they
smell! good! and lure you to me. When their
savor is gone my belly is empty again.

A Pot/ Kettle/ Cauldron. Use of pots may be present in all cultures’ DNA. 

(One of the riddles from my next book Speaking in Riddles, Nodin Press, spring 2021)
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