Limericks and only limericks allowed

[Le vagabond]

The magic Gentleman by Givenchy
The Mount Olympus of patchoulis
Deep in the ground
Its source can be found
But is protected by wild honey bees

[Le vagabond]

I urge you, as soon as you can
To read reviews by Naed_Nitram
In a world of his own
He tells of cologne
I remain, his No.1 fan

[kbe]

I urge you, as soon as you can
To read reviews by Naed_Nitram
In a world of his own
He tells of cologne
I remain, his No.1 fan

Is Dean_Martin self-dyslexic?
No way verbally anorexic
Though incendiary in tone
His reviews are not prone
To be literally thought pyrotectic

[Le vagabond]

There once was a fellow, Hermès
Not known for sporting a fez
But his scent, Equipage
Was known at large:
Leather, carnation and gingerbread

[Le vagabond]

What man wants to smell like a girl?
And have a big baton to twirl?
Fresh violets and rose
Arousing your nose
I'm in, I'll give it a whirl

[Le vagabond]

A real tough guy smelling of wood
Was convinced that he smelled as he should
But the tip of his wood
Didn't smell all that good
So we chopped it off for firewood

[Cook.bot]

A Corsican named Marc-Antoine
Said "Try some of this perfume on.
I made it from hay
and an iris of gray
and the breeze that blows through Avignon."

[Le vagabond]

A fan of Parfum d'Empire
Whispered soft and low in his ear
'Come in my car
Try my Eau de Gloire
In the front, not in the rear'