When Dick Turpin bold was hanged, butchers marched in brave array, Marrowbones ou cleavers clanged, To “Old Tyburn,” nil the way! In the misty morning air. Lungs had dangers to endure, But sad victims ot despair Knew not Woods' Great Peppermint Cure.
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Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XXII, Issue 106, 19 April 1932, Page 4
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42Page 4 Advertisements Column 2 Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XXII, Issue 106, 19 April 1932, Page 4
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