Hundreds of people have tried to write me,
Not one has been able to finish me to the end,
My story is different every time
but always begins and ends the same.
Hundreds of people have tried to write me,
Not one has been able to finish me to the end,
My story is different every time
but always begins and ends the same.
I have many brothers
I'll tell you of a few
And then I'll speak about myself
That is the final clue.
The first describes a Worker
Who toils all the day
The third describes a Mother
Who smiles as children play
The second is a Castle
With holes inside the wall
The fifth and six are much a like
They are a Trip and Fall
I am the fourth of six and I'm
The Mixed Up one
Even when I'm put in order
And with that my rhyme is done
I must admit I am still at a loss for this riddle. I was attempting to make it apply to pieces on a chess board but couldn't get the relationships right. I had thought the Castle a Rook, the Mother a Queen, and the Worker a Pawn, but that is as far as it could go.
Perhaps a clue to point us in the right direction?