“I’m Sitting on Top of tlie World,” Just singing and whirling along, Some day from my perch. I’ll 'be hurled When the wheels of the world go wrong. At present I’m whirling alright, Tho’ sometimes a cold I endure; So in winter I hold on tight And take Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure.—Advt.
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Hawera Star, Volume XLVI, 14 July 1927, Page 5
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52Page 5 Advertisements Column 3 Hawera Star, Volume XLVI, 14 July 1927, Page 5
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