Horsebait Sabotage

I got a dog-eared letter
With the stamp that licked itself
Found next to my mailbox
After I threw it on-down the well

I got a job unloading
Blocks of ice melting in my van
Watching 'em slide out in the street
Like butter skating in the pan

Soldiers trained to read by ear
The sound of scribble by the pen
Deep sea radar westerns
Submarines the size of sardines

After all, you forgot to mention
The lake was a mirage
That just means you have good words 'round
Horsebait Sabotage



Credits
Writer(s): Cory Thomas Hanson
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