The one band the binds us all, The thing we vow on our weddings call. Slip into thy finger we shall see, My eternal devotion to thee.

I'm not quite comfy as a couch Or posh as a chaise I'm somewhere in the middle In your average living room. Some day I'm for kissing and cuddling Others say I'm prim and proper.

In a list of seven I’m five Too much of everything Just to thrive.

Magnetic fields guide my needle, showing you the way. Another version of me makes perfect circles... yay!

Squeaky clean fun that's always a soap-prize hit with young and old alike. Much like Ludacris and Queendom Come, this keeps it poppin'.