Possibly the world’s most famous puzzle, invented by a Hungarian sculptor. The record for solving it is under three seconds; I still haven’t solved it in fifty two years.

I hold life saving liquid for when you are traveling long distances. I can also be a kitchen in which soldiers eat

How it warms the heart, with flourishes that play their part. It dresses walls like Sunday best, and makes a house a cozy nest.

The wall's oracle, it whispers the rhythm of days, months, and years, marking time's silent march with squares and numerals.

My ribs are carved from forest bone, my voice from equines tail. I wail when bows run through my hair, and hush when fingers fail.