About once a month he'd knock on the back door
Selling things door to door his remedies and more
There were ointments and lotions only from him
You couldn't buy these things in a shop again
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We had the same rawleighs man in America
Who would bring all kinds of unusual tonics, lotions and remedies.
unfortunately, he became extinct with the proliferation of pharmacies across the country
even in the most remote areas.
your poem conveys perfectly that nostalgia we all feel for a part of life
now gone forever
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We had the same rawleighs man in America Who would bring all kinds of unusual tonics, lotions and remedies. unfortunately, he became extinct with the proliferation of pharmacies across the country even in the most remote areas. your poem conveys perfectly that nostalgia we all feel for a part of life now gone forever