Today's riddle:

UNFAIR RIDDLE

This riddle isn't fair.
It sports a phony clue.
I'm bigger than a bear
and daylight makes me blue.
Nearby I'm filled with air,
but empty far from you.
Look up, you'll see me there,
a pointy leather shoe.
This riddle isn't fair.
What part, though, is untrue?
I'm the limit. Dare
shoot for me. I'm who?

Bob,

Here are the answer & the false clue in white:

the sky

false clue = the shoe

And here are the answers to my last two:

Pity Me! Riddle: the Vice President of the US

Too-Easy Riddle: a Wall Street CEO

Today's poem-a-day riddle. (Remember, folks, that I mostly write for children, so the tone and the answers are supposed to be at least a little easier than for the adult set who do the Times crossword puzzle in ink).

RIDDLE

I used to be quite useful,
until your birth, that is.
But now, to be quite truthful,
I have no purposes.

I peek above your beltline,
an eye that cannot see,
a sketch, the merest outline
of the thing I used to be.

RIDDLES

1.

A ring, a wheel, a hula hoop,
  an inner tube, a necklace,
share with me a common trait,
  and yet it would be reckless

for you to eat them up like me.
  They're neither sweet nor creamy.
I love their holes, I must admit,
  but it takes more to be me.


2.

The typing kind don't seem to know
  that after A comes B.
The music kind don't seem to know
  that H must follow G.

They don't share many attributes,
  as any fool can tell.
And yet they share a single name,
  and both can cast a spell.


3.

I'm not the real McCoy. I'm just a fake.
I'm not an ocean, river, pond or lake.
I'm not a bay, a quay, or a lagoon.
Yet pay a visit some hot afternoon
and you will think me worthy of the sea.
Approach my bricky shore. Then jump in me.


4.

I'm red as an apple
and equally sweet.
I have the same shape
and we're both a great treat.

But here is the point
where resemblances stop:
No one says Please!
with an apple on top!
 

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Answers hightlighted under this line:
1. Donut
2. Keys (typewriter and piano)
3. Pool
4. Cherry

After the Passenger Pigeon Disaster, I decided not to read any more riddles. But I'm back anyway and glad to say that I solved three of the riddles you posted today, Bob. I didn't get the one with the A & B, H & G.
Since my own riddles got too hard to solve, I've come up with a simpler one:


Although we'll never straighten out,
don't mistake our curves for sags:
the bunch of us are snuggled tight
inside our yellow sleeping bags.
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