This one I feel it’s poetic!
The Simpson Wee Scott, a brush so small,
Yet in its performance, it stands tall.
A little companion, sturdy and strong,
In the realm of shaving, it belongs.
Compact, convenient, easy to hold,
In its tiny form, wonders unfold.
Whether at home or on the go,
The Wee Scott's virtues continue to show.
The badger bristles, dense and soft,
Whip up a lather, high aloft.
Though small in stature, it holds its might,
In every stroke, a sheer delight.
Perfect for travel, fits in any case,
Carries the comfort of home, in every place.
In the palm of your hand, a perfect fit,
For a close shave, it's truly lit.
Quality unmatched, it's Simpson-made,
In every detail, craftsmanship displayed.
The handle, the loft, all meticulously done,
The Wee Scott, under the sun.
Its size may deceive, but make no mistake,
In creating lather, it's no piece of cake.
The best little companion, it's been said,
A trusty partner, where shavers tread.
So here's to the Wee Scott, small and grand,
The finest brush in all the land.
In its presence, each shave's a delight,
The perfect start, to morning's light.
The Simpson Wee Scott, a brush so small,
Yet in its performance, it stands tall.
A little companion, sturdy and strong,
In the realm of shaving, it belongs.
Compact, convenient, easy to hold,
In its tiny form, wonders unfold.
Whether at home or on the go,
The Wee Scott's virtues continue to show.
The badger bristles, dense and soft,
Whip up a lather, high aloft.
Though small in stature, it holds its might,
In every stroke, a sheer delight.
Perfect for travel, fits in any case,
Carries the comfort of home, in every place.
In the palm of your hand, a perfect fit,
For a close shave, it's truly lit.
Quality unmatched, it's Simpson-made,
In every detail, craftsmanship displayed.
The handle, the loft, all meticulously done,
The Wee Scott, under the sun.
Its size may deceive, but make no mistake,
In creating lather, it's no piece of cake.
The best little companion, it's been said,
A trusty partner, where shavers tread.
So here's to the Wee Scott, small and grand,
The finest brush in all the land.
In its presence, each shave's a delight,
The perfect start, to morning's light.