Incidental Poem: A Naive Question About Women's Toiletries
Oh, what the hell is "shower gel?"
The bottle's French and doesn't tell.
It's creamy-white with hints of taupe,
And has a citrus-floral smell.
I came here in the simple hope
That I could find a bar of soap
There's "rinse," "exfoliant,"... and yet
Is there a thing marked "cleanser?" Nope.
It pumps out in a techno-jet,
And seems to lather up when wet
I'd use it, but I fear as well
That there is something I don't get.
A word to all those folks who sell--
A diagram would serve to quell
My angst, and stop this baffled yell:
Oh, what the hell is shower gel?