He crouched in a doorway, hungry an-l cold, Homeless and hopeless and sad; I could see at a glance he needed help, That no friend in the world he had. So I gave him a crown and choice cigar, And advised him strong drink to abjure: He moaned his need was a bed and a feed, And Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure.
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New Zealand Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic Review, Issue 1415, 7 June 1917, Page 33
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61Page 33 Advertisements Column 1 New Zealand Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic Review, Issue 1415, 7 June 1917, Page 33
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