His eyes wero red, his nose was blue, He couldn't speak, he'd just say "Tchoo!" And everybody round they knew And pitied him, he had the "floo," At last he gasped "What shall I do?" And swiftly came the answrr, too, For each one cried "Oh, fool! procure A bottle of Woods' Great Peppermint Cure."
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Wairarapa Age, Volume XXIX, Issue 8392, 10 April 1907, Page 5
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55Page 5 Advertisements Column 1 Wairarapa Age, Volume XXIX, Issue 8392, 10 April 1907, Page 5
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