I was born to unite and you to separate. But this is a strange mystery since we will never be able to separate. The reason ? It is because of the work that we do and not for what we do not do. I unite, while you separate. Nevertheless, a gentleman or an splendid lady will come out from the work of our hands. You look like a butterfly and I look like the sting of the bee.
Who are we ?
The Needle and the Scissors.
