Riddle: With pointed fangs I sit and wait,
with piercing force I serve out fate.
Grabbing bloodless victims, proclaiming my might;
physically joining with a single bite.
What am I?
Ans - A Stapler
I sit between you and a star, but far below me is an empty space. I can be infinite or finite depending on how you look at me. What am I?
I'm small and sometimes worthless. I sit there and look at you as you pass me by. I cannot move but I wish I could. If I'm found, it's a good thing but only if I can see you. What am I?
What force and strength cannot get through, I with a gentle touch can do, And many in the street would stand, Were I not a friend at hand.