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• Artiste: Dag Nasty
• Titre: Dear Mrs. Touma
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dear Mrs. touma I walked upstairs into the kitchen saw a piece of birthday cake and I heard my mother crying "dressed in his black raincoat, black hat lying on the yellow line...he was run down..." your son was taken and he spoke so often with belief with conviction never with righteousness of the day he'd go to heaven and I will believe if only for his sake in father, son, and holy ghost in whom he was so certain that he'd turned the other cheek to those who teased and hurt him Leo is dead it's not the end of the world sometimes I wish it was I wouldn't wish it on anyone Leo is dead it's not the end of my world sometimes I wish it was sometimes I wish it was and as for the man across the street as he expresses sympathy (the fat, aging hypocrite ) spit into his face with me "when you heard he was gone, you couldn't wait to be the first to seem concerned. did you think we'd never learn? you were lying to us you laughed at him you threw upon him your own vices you lied to us about everything you lied about your barfly conquests dying your hair to hide the gray you're masturbating bitterly on your front porch while the wife's away" Leo is dead it's not the end of the world but sometimes I wish it was