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Saturday, 29 November 2008

Dear Jackie Wilson

Dear Jackie Wilson,

Your music has been of great entertainment to myself for a number of years and obviously countless other people for a great amount of time. That is why it pains me to ask you to prevent television from playing 'To Be Loved' from beyond the grave.

As a single young man with incredibly limited success with women the last thing I need to be reminded of at the end of a long day hunched over the sink vomiting is oh what a feeling it is to be loved.

Get your shit together.

Yours Faithfully,
Mr. Southey.

P.S. Reet Petite makes me dance around my homestead as if I weren't actually being watched by the Government. Thank-you for allowing me to provide Special Branch with such first rate entertainment.

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