I've a dear little wife, the star of my life, whose blue eyes with love-light shine; And a beautiful boy, our pride and joy, In that dear little home of mine. Oft in winter they wait by the garden gate To greet me with rapture pure; And ask did I buy their needed supply Of Woods' Great Peppermint Cura.
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Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 26, 10 September 1920, Page 7
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59Page 7 Advertisements Column 2 Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 26, 10 September 1920, Page 7
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