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O'ver all there hung the shadow of a fear, A sense-of misery his visage haunted, Which said as plain as whisper in his ear, " "With 'flu' he's haunted." But I will not repine a little bit, Wood's Peppermint Cureis wanted. He took some- now he's well and fit, The l flu' avaunted.
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Free Lance, Volume XVI, Issue 839, 4 August 1916, Page 9
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52Untitled Free Lance, Volume XVI, Issue 839, 4 August 1916, Page 9
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