“I know you want to eat it.
I know it smells divine.
But if you take a nibble
I’ll have to hear you whine.”

“But Mom, it looks so tasty!
And look—it’s just so cute!
It looks just like a rosebud,
And smells like one to boot!”

“You need to just resist it.”

“I can’t resist it—nope.”

“I told you. It’s disgusting.”

“You’re right. I don’t like soap!”


Foam roses and bath salt
Image from Deposit Photos © de-kay 2009

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