There's never a rod in "Tho Land of Nod," And no need of a flagellant thore, For no sweet babe could refuse to be good In a kingdom so peaceful and fair. There are rows and rows of pretty pink toes In that realm where no sorrows endure; And the guardian fates, by its greal gates, Give Woods' Great Peppermint Cure. , Advt.
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Dominion, Volume 10, Issue 2924, 9 November 1916, Page 3
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62Page 3 Advertisements Column 3 Dominion, Volume 10, Issue 2924, 9 November 1916, Page 3
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