The songs my mother taught to me 1 learned while perched upon her knee; And though they bo«but simple rhymes, I croon them fondly sti'l at times. 'Ti» then I realise and know Tho debt of love to her I owe; And how well justified and sure Her faith in Woods' Great Peppermint Cure.
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Wanganui Chronicle, Volume LXVI, Issue 7562, 5 May 1919, Page 5
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54Page 5 Advertisements Column 6 Wanganui Chronicle, Volume LXVI, Issue 7562, 5 May 1919, Page 5
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