Little Jack Horner sat sick m a cor-t ner, A-coughing and rubbing his eyes, While Granny was waiting and watching him taking A dose fit to poison the flies. 'Tw'as a draught of her own, and far best left alone, Which she made her young victim endure— > 0, the silly old muff! to brew worthless home stuff When there's Woods' Great Peppermint Cure.
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Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXIX, Issue 76, 21 July 1914, Page 4
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63Page 4 Advertisements Column 5 Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXIX, Issue 76, 21 July 1914, Page 4
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