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  The Wellerman Perfume Oil

  There was a ship that put to sea,
  And the name of the ship was the Billy at Tea
  The wind came up, her bow dipped down,
  Blow, my bully boys, blow.

  Soon may the Wellerman come
  And bring us sugar and tea and rum.
  One day, when the tonguin’ is done,
  We’ll take our leave and go.

  She had not been two weeks from shore
  When down on her a right whale bore.
  The captain called all hands and swore
  He’d take that whale in tow.

  Before the boat had hit the water
  The whale’s tail came up and caught her.
  All hands to the side, harpooned and fought her,
  She dived down below.

  A line we dropped all in pursuit
  She raised her tail, a last salute.
  But the harpoon lodged there’s no dispute
  She dived down below.

  For six long days and six long nights
  She drove us south with all her might,
  Until we were too tired to fight,
  Then we let her go.

  The line was cut, the whale was freed;
  The Captain’s mind was not on greed.
  He belonged to the sailor’s creed
  And he let that whale go.

  Sugar, tea, and rum.

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  High-Strung Daisies Perfume Oil

  `It says “Bough-wough!” cried a Daisy: `that’s why its branches are called boughs!’ 

  `Didn’t you know that?’ cried another Daisy, and here they all began shouting together, till the air seemed quite full of little shrill voices. `Silence, every one of you!’ cried the Tiger-lily, waving itself passionately from side to side, and trembling with excitement. `They know I can’t get at them!’ it panted, bending its quivering head towards Alice, `or they wouldn’t dare to do it!’ 

  `Never mind!’ Alice said in a soothing tone, and stooping down to the daisies, who were just beginning again, she whispered, `If you don’t hold your tongues, I’ll pick you!’ 

  There was silence in a moment, and several of the pink daisies turned white. 

  `That’s right!’ said the Tiger-lily. `The daisies are worst of all. When one speaks, they all begin together, and it’s enough to make one wither to hear the way they go on!’

  `How is it you can all talk so nicely?’ Alice said, hoping to get it into a better temper by a compliment. `I’ve been in many gardens before, but none of the flowers could talk.’

  `Put your hand down, and feel the ground,’ said the Tiger-lily. `Then you’ll know why.

  Alice did so. `It’s very hard,’ she said, `but I don’t see what that has to do with it.’

  `In most gardens,’ the Tiger-lily said, `they make the beds too soft — so that the flowers are always asleep.’

  This sounded a very good reason, and Alice was quite pleased to know it. `I never thought of that before!’ she said.

  `It’s my opinion that you never think at all,’ the Rose said in a rather severe tone.

  Daisy, pink carnation, pink pepper, and sugar.

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  Non-Compliant Perfume Oil

  Too butch, too femme, too sexy, not sexy enough, too smart, too big, too loud, too angry.

  Sugar and bile, leather and blood, honey and rum, shredded patchouli and vetiver, tobacco and lime.

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  Gula Bath Oil

  Please note all bath oils are 4oz

  Cocoa absolute, sugar cane, honey, black currant, vanilla, and caramel.

  It is the just doom of laziness and gluttony to be inactive without ease and drowsy without tranquility. — Samuel Johnson

  4oz Bottle

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