At a meeting of the microbes, The chairman moved that they, With all their might, should hit and fight The people every day; Inoculating you with ’flu and me with cold so dour The chairman’s dead! Died, it is said, Of Woods’ Great Pepeprraint Cure.
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Stratford Evening Post, Issue 82, 12 August 1929, Page 5
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45Page 5 Advertisements Column 2 Stratford Evening Post, Issue 82, 12 August 1929, Page 5
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