Lost, strayed—gone none knows where, ’Twas with me yesterday, I do declare. It racked my chest, my head was sore, It’s gone, I'll ne'er see it more, What? Not a congh? Yes, yes, for surer Lost when I used Woods' Peppermint (Tore.
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Waikato Independent, Volume XVIII, Issue 1742, 20 April 1916, Page 4
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42Page 4 Advertisements Column 3 Waikato Independent, Volume XVIII, Issue 1742, 20 April 1916, Page 4
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