Th£ songs my mother taught to me I learned while perched upon her knee; And though they be but simple rhymes, I croon them fondly still at times. ’Tis then I realise and know The debt of love to her I owe; And how well justified and sure Her faith in Woods* Great Peppermint Cure.
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New Zealand Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic Review, Issue 1522, 26 June 1919, Page 4
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55Page 4 Advertisements Column 1 New Zealand Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic Review, Issue 1522, 26 June 1919, Page 4
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