by Julia Griffin

“NYPD to return British couple’s engagement ring lost after proposal”
—The Guardian

A ring on the hand
May be quite sacramental,
But sergeants are a girl’s best friend;

A ring may be grand,
But it’s not worth a lentil
For a tender date
Once down the grate
In New York State:

She freaks out
While he’s in doubt
How much more she expects him to spend;

But, Flatbush to Flat Street,
You can’t beat those Flatfeet!
And sergeants are a girl’s best friend.

There may be some types
Who say “Let’s just forget it”:
But sergeants are a girl’s best friend;

It may be old pipes
May seem much much too fetid:
But these Cops say: Dive!
And then high-five,
As this goes live:

Grates get cold,
Intentions fold,
And we all slope off home in the end;

So let’s bow the knee to
The NYPD crew!
For sergeants are a girl’s best friend.