O’er all there hung’ the shadow of a fear, A sense of misery Ins visage haunted, Which said as plain as whisper in the ear, “With ‘flu’ lie’s haunted.” But I will not repine a little bit, Woods’ Peppermint Cure is wanted. He took some—now lie’s well and fit, The “flu” avaunted.
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Waipawa Mail, Volume XXXVI, Issue 7710, 20 April 1916, Page 2
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52Page 2 Advertisements Column 4 Waipawa Mail, Volume XXXVI, Issue 7710, 20 April 1916, Page 2
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