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Show 7 r Rippling' Rhymes By WALT HAS038 N - S g DISEASES AND REMEDIES I ve tried all kinds of temedles which are supposed to cure disease, and there are some vvhloh give re licl from anguish, funtods. pain and I grief Some pills will drive away I the pain, and leave you feeling safe !and sane, but only for a while be Burc! There la relief, but there's no I cure. The dark green pains will all ! come back and make your wear) sinews crack and smoking, slide along your bones until you fill tho night with groans. Beware the pills, whatever their hue. the green, the purple or the blue which lull you j for a Utile while, and seem to urge a hopeful smile For when the achea come back again, as iln will come to plllfcd men, theyUl climb our tendons and your thews, and they'll have sp'lkei upon their shoes. There's i but one cure for fleshly Ills, and that I cure's not dlsqulsed as pills. The Good Book tells of one old gent who 'neatb his maladies was bent, ho often to the doctors stept. "and with 'his fathers then he srept." And that's the only cure I know Tor all (life's miseries and wo.'; just cast I away the Juice of squills,, the porous I plasters and the pills, the trusses iand thu liver pads and gu and slumber with your dads. |