There once was a plan, quite cheeky and bold,To turn ashes to soap—so shiny, so gold.A bar of delight, with a secret inside,A lather of laughter, a mischievous ride.
Rub it and scrub it, in the shower or sink,A soapy surprise—what do you think?Get it all bubbly, with a mischievous grin,For the ghost in the soap is ready to spin.
Imagine the chaos, the squeals and the laughs,As someone lathers and washes, then notices the gaff.A whiff of the past in a fragrant disguise,A dusty surprise—oh, what a surprise!
Cleanse your hands or your face with a wink,While secretly hiding the cheeky little link.A soap full of secrets, a bubbly delight,A mischievous memorial, shining bright.
So lather and rinse, and giggle away,For ashes in soap are a playful display.A funny farewell, a bubbly spree,A lather of laughter for you and me!
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