"Certainly Certina!"

For half a year, I scoured the watch oceans,

Yearned for a 38-mil, Swiss-heart, under a grand - my lofty notions

But rarely do timepieces spark genuine emotions

Until the DS action arrived, fulfilling devotions.

Like Cinderella's shoe, it sealed the deal,

Dark-blue dial gleams with ocean appeal,

White markers rise, like Denali 's peaks they reveal,

A lost child of Rolex X Tudor - oh, what a steal.

Be it the Maldives' depths or Alaska's peaks, it thrives,

From bedroom hush to classroom rush, with me it still vibes,

Ticking constantly, no matter what each moment contrives,

Like the turtle on its case back, steadily it survives.

You 'll rarely catch me watchless; that is my vow,

For I am certainly with my Certina now.