Up to My Eyeballs in SOAP
Who knew that mere soap could conger up memories of Christmas past. That must be the explanation of why my Christmas scented soaps are flying out of my booths at Sleepy Poet and the Depot. Shut your eyes and think about smelling Peppermint Frost, Cranberry Chestnut, Sugar Plum, Gingerbread, and Fresh Holly.
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