Gossip, Slang, and Cuss-Words Perfume Oil
$29.00
Gossip, Slang, and Cuss-Words Perfume Oil
$29.00
To Gossip, Slang and “Cuss-Words”
I’ll bid a last “Adieu”
And place a bridle on my tongue
And thoughtless actions, too!
Here’s to a kinder, gentler year: lavender and mallow with orris root, angelica, frosted vanilla bean, and osmanthus.
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