Little Jack Horner sat sick in a corner, A-coughing and rubbing bis eyes, (While Granny was waiting and watching him taking. A dose fit to poison the flies. ? Twas a draught of her own, and far best left alone, Which she made her young victim endure O, the silly old muff! to brew worthless home stuff When there’s Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure.
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New Zealand Tablet, 4 June 1914, Page 47
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62Page 47 Advertisement 1 New Zealand Tablet, 4 June 1914, Page 47
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