I knew it was nothing too. Like I said… it’s like the riddle my hubby tells at the riddle booth at MRF.
What does man love more than life?
Hate more than death or mortal strife?
That which the contented man desires?
The poor have, the rich require?
The miser spends, the spendthrift saves,
And all men carry to their graves?
What is greater than God?
Worse than the Devil?
Dead people eat it all the time
And if the living eat it they die slowly.
That’s my hubby’s version.