A Gritty Soap Poem

My partner, Dana, wrote this poem the other day:

“Yesterday, I played 18 holes of golf ⛳
100 degrees
90% humidity
Sun baking down
Brutal
When I got home, I smelled of something
That crawled from under the dirt of Babylon!
I grabbed my bar of Gritty Soap, a towel
Headed off to the shower
Afterwards, I felt like an actual human being again
Thanks Gritty!

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