We start our work to serve the target mind,
As every honest craft should always start;
We read the marketplace to see behind
The rivals who contend to win the heart.
A single, golden promise must be clear,
For none will buy if nothing moves the soul;
With striking art and words that draw them near,
We light a spark to reach the final goal.
The copy catches eyes without pretense,
A clever turn of phrase to pull them in;
Yet cleverness alone makes little sense,
Unless the product holds the power within.
For if the promise fails when choices lie, The spark will fade, and every ad will die.
