What would you do without the needle and thread? They go together like meat and bread. What would you wear to cover your hide? A leaf is a little skimpy for those with pride. There would be no pattern; there would be no style; You'd wear your birthday suit with a smile. You couldn't repair a rip or a tear, for there would be no clothing for you to wear. You might wrap yourself in an animal skin; to keep it in place, you'd surely need a pin. Whoever invented the needle and thread, deserves a halo for his head.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem