The night was cold, loud was his bark, For Led boon sleeping in the park • A friendly policeman heard him ye'll And made him comfy in the cell * Next morn before the beak he stood • His Worship thought he looked demure, oo told him to begone and get Woods’ Great Pepeprmint Cure.
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New Zealand Tablet, 5 June 1913, Page 51
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52Page 51 Advertisement 1 New Zealand Tablet, 5 June 1913, Page 51
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