See tiny women gather round
A bar of Sunlight that they’ve found
Reclining in a burst of glory
Symbolizing the old story:
Products of enormous size
Make consumers realize
Goods are extra extra good
If they dwarf the neighborhood.
Sunlight is completely pure
Which adds to its immense allure!
And since it eschews naughty fun
It ought to get the washing done.
But is it not both lame and dopey
To praise soap for being extra-soapy
Why, what else would it be, pray tell?
Is this the magic that will sell
Sunlight to those with tiny sinks
Who gaze upon the sudsy Sphinx;
Pray, ask it one last riddle more:
How will it fit through the front door?
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