It is snowing on Mars,
this news just blows my mind...
The circus rolls into town
And the crowd fills the big top...
Ice cream, ice cream, worm on top
Just one bit and you can't stop...
Bratilda Brattington
has bristly braids that bend...
I see A pony
I tell my Brony...
Rain, rain,
Give us rain...
Black and white is the collie of her hair,
Quickly vanishing like a ninja in thin air...
Burping and slurping my way through the straw
I find a new dimension, a traveling flaw...
My second grade class and me
Are putting on a play you see...
Upon an early dawning
they bounce above the sky...
Down on the pond
And the lily pads sit...
He
ate one...