Ya so there was this competition.. and the winner wud get a platinum pendant .. so i quickly wrote this shit...
And then posted it in the wrong section :(
My man wanted to propose to me
With some symbol of his love,
His plans were oft below the budget
And some of them above.
"A rose will never do", he said
"As it will wither and die".
"Neither will perfume, it will be smelled
Even by people passing by".
Diamonds, he had thought about,
Decided they couldn’t be bought.
As brilliantly sparkly as they were,
That much money, he had naught.
Gold is too flashy and ductile
To portray my love for thee.
Besides, the premium on that stuff
Just isn’t worth the fee.
Finally, he bought me something
Both graceful and sublime.
A pretty band of Platinum
That forever makes him mine.