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How to Handle a Hot Horseshoe
Once I had a boyfriend
who was working at the City Dump...
He drove a big machine and pushed
tons of trash from one place to another...
One day he brought me a little tin that he had turned up
amongst the dross..."Harrowgate" was stamped prophetically upon it's bottom.
Life with this fella got dicey... like snatching hot horseshoes from a forge...
I could feel it in my gut when he pointed his truck towards home.
Now it don't take too long to look at a HOT horseshoe...'bout as long as to snatch it up and drop it. Took me just a little longer...to cop to the situation and bail from an abusive relationship...
who was working at the City Dump...
He drove a big machine and pushed
tons of trash from one place to another...
One day he brought me a little tin that he had turned up
amongst the dross..."Harrowgate" was stamped prophetically upon it's bottom.
Life with this fella got dicey... like snatching hot horseshoes from a forge...
I could feel it in my gut when he pointed his truck towards home.
Now it don't take too long to look at a HOT horseshoe...'bout as long as to snatch it up and drop it. Took me just a little longer...to cop to the situation and bail from an abusive relationship...
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