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Between the vanity of beauty and age,
I came across creams and lotions of priceless wage
Their crystal bottles look good on the stage,
And marketing reports say they only the rage
The smells they delight every bit of my snout
And the colors they make make me never in doubt
Excuse me I say 'What's this your miracle in tout,'
'Only the best for you' squeaks a clean sexy pout
A sensual delusion of rubbish was out,
Since nothing can cure the ageing rampage
Don't waste your money on frills and false sage
Cheap aqueous cream is the best for your age
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