When Dick Turpin bold was hanged, Butchers marched in brave array, Marrowbone on cleavers clanged, To “Old Tyburn” all the way! Tn misty morning, air, Lungs had dangers to endure, But sad victims of despair Knew not Woods’ Great Peppermint cure.
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Waipukurau Press, Volume XXVIII, Issue 205, 24 August 1932, Page 3
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41Page 3 Advertisements Column 2 Waipukurau Press, Volume XXVIII, Issue 205, 24 August 1932, Page 3
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