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Hi David,
I don't know if you look at these e-mails yourself (probably not), but I thought I would send you this poem that my mum wrote in the
70’s when she was going to see you live at Wembley in London:
Dear David I think your just great,
I’d really love to be your mate.
We would walk in the sun, rain and fog,
I’d love to buy you a great big dog!
Your voice is so fine, you sing in tune,
Id love to KISS YOU beneath the moon!
{Dont tell your wife!!!!!!}
LOVE FROM MICHELLE XXXXX
Would love a reply from you (ONLY YOU) xxx
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