Ode to Moist Towelettes

by Stephen Du Marais

YOU WERE THERE for me,
When I needed you,
When my lips were dry,
When my hands were cracked,
When my fingers bled, you were there for me.
When I had none,
When my eyes had burned,
When my forehead blazed,
When my flesh had died,
Thank god for Moist Towelettes.

For more on this fascinating subject, see the Moist Towelette Online Museum; Moist Towelette Pictures; and Moist Towelette Companies.

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