Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the boards all the Wenners are stirring with posts of thier hoards. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care in hopes that the UPS man soon would be there. The Wenners were nestled all snug in their beds, while visions of winter vanilla mint danced in their heads. And mamma in her oils and I in my cap, had just settled down for a long winter mint nap. When what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a Wen tsv and five bottles of cleanser. With a little old driver, so lively and lean, I knew in a moment it must be Chaz Dean! More rapid than eagles his cleansers they came, and he whistled and shouted and called them by name: Now, sweet almond! Now, tea tree! Now, pomegranate and fig! On, cucumber aloe! On, lavender! On, seasonals and 613! To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall! Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all! But I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight, Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night! Lol! Just thought I would share a little Wen story in the spirit of the holidays. Merry Christmas!!