One day a microbe found a nest, In a broad, expansive full-grown chest; He chuckl’d -and laughed aloyd with glee, “A happy home I’ve found,” said he. Ho! ho! Mr. Microbe, not so fast, Your cosy lodging will not last, Your swift eviction I’ll ensure With a bottle of Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure. ' ; '
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Patea Mail, Volume LIII, 23 July 1934, Page 3
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53Page 3 Advertisements Column 1 Patea Mail, Volume LIII, 23 July 1934, Page 3
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