It can do with gentle touch which a force and strength cannot get through. Many in the street would stand, were it not a friend at hand. What is it ?
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.
It used to be that in a time of need for the minimal price of the dime you cede I would stand ready with a book you read to find a number which can be keyed which connects you up with relative speed to someone with whom you could beg or plead. And if you are lucky they may take heed and from your troubles you will be freed.
What am I?
Rare and precious I am I figure like a head gear with atoms closer and electrons cannot pass through me
