At ten roars old life's scheme* unfold, At fifteen w© grow darinp. At twenty-one we're all for fun. At thirty we start coring. When forty marks life's weary, trail. Of nothing we feel sure, iJxcept when coughs and colds prevail— There't Woods' Great Peppermint Cure. —AdTi.'
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVIII, Issue 20990, 29 September 1931, Page 12
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46Page 12 Advertisements Column 3 New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVIII, Issue 20990, 29 September 1931, Page 12
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