Answer:
Tool of thief, toy of queen. Always used to be unseen. Sign of joy, sign of sorrow. Giving all likeness borrowed.
I am the thing that is used to make your weight. What am I?
I do not contain flesh feather or scales; yet I have fingers and thumbs.
I'm found on Windows yet I am just a decoration. What am I?
In all the world none can compare I am a tiny weaver my deadly cloth so silky and fair.
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?