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Twas Brillo and G.E. Stoves Did Proctor-Gamble in the Glade All Pillsbury were the Tasty Loaves And in a Minute Maid "Beware the Station Break, my son, The voice that lulls, the ads that vex, Beware the Doctor's Claim and shun That horror called Brand-X!" He took his Q-Tip swab in hand, Long time the Tension Headache fought, So Dristan he by a Mercury, And Bayer break'd in thought. |
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And as in Bufferin Gulf he stood, The Station Break, with Rise of Tame, Came Whisking through the Pride-hazed wood, And Cream-Rinsed as it came! "Buy one, buy two, we're almost through!" The Q-Tip Dash went Spic-and-Span, He Tide Airwick, and with Bisquick, Went Aero-Waxing Ban. |
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"And hast thou Dreft the Station Break? Ajax the Breck, Excedrin boy, Oh Fab wash day! Cashmere Bouquet!" He Handi-wrapped with Joy. Twas Brillo and G.E. Stoves Did Proctor-Gamble in the Glade All Pillsbury were the Tasty-Loaves And in a Minute Maid. |
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