I’m municipal trash and a landsite I fill;
To be thinning away when you’re hungry or ill;
To spend money on nothing; to callously kill;
I’m to throw away food; or to carelessly spill.
Who am I?
UPDATE: Riddle solved by Asher. See comments for answer.
From Richard III:
Today shalt thou behold a subject die
For truth, for duty, and for loyalty.
Shift around the letters, and it becomes:
O, your frothy bully Don had to jab the adults that told facts, “You’re fired!”
I’m a person in stories you’ve read or have heard;
I’m that strange new acquaintance with manners absurd;
I’m a letter in English; in Chinese, a word;
And the values that lead to behavior preferred.
Who am I?
UPDATE: Riddle solved by Asher. See comments for answer.
From Julius Caesar:
This was the noblest Roman of them all.
Shift around the letters, and it becomes:
Man, Mitt alone shows the fresh ballot.
I’m a child who’s in Armed Forces culture immersed;
I’m the Breakfast Club pack that together rehearsed;
I brought down Eric Cantor; a kid that is curst;
And among German sausage, I’m known as the wurst!
Who am I?
UPDATE: Riddle solved by Asher. See comments for answer.
From Julius Caesar:
And know it now: the senate have concluded
To give this day a crown to mighty Caesar.
Shift around the letters, and it becomes:
Watch democracy’s death: a gang trial with no witness, evidence.
Oh, yank Don out. Vote.