Yesterday I shaved every inch of my body and mailed the hair to you

Does this excite you

Is this what you like, pen pal

Today I mailed a brick through your window

And watched you shower

So clean

I sucked your soap like a sugared apple

I steamed your mirrors with nostrils flared

Pen pal, I'm afraid that our meetings are no longer coincidental

It's hard to be discrete when hooves hit concrete

It's hard to fit in when you look like equestrian