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The songs my mother taught to me I learned while perched upon her knee; And though they be but simple rhymes, I croon them fondly still at times. 'Tis then I realise and know The debt of love to her I owe; And how well justified and sure Her faith in Woods' Great Peppermint Cure.

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Otago Witness, Issue 3414, 20 August 1919, Page 6

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Page 6 Advertisements Column 2 Otago Witness, Issue 3414, 20 August 1919, Page 6

Page 6 Advertisements Column 2 Otago Witness, Issue 3414, 20 August 1919, Page 6