Ponetryby The Letter JChaptersOf Chocolate RainPony SmilesJust LaughCelestia Prepares for Nightmare's ReturnBest Pony Vol. 1 – FluttershyBest Pony Vol. 2 – ZecoraPerfect Pony Part 3 – Pinkie PieBest Pony Vol. 4 – SpikeOf Chocolate RainPink clouds formed over Ponyville. Chocolate rain, they prepared to spill. As Pinkie Pie looked up, she sighed. She grabbed a glass and went outside. As chocolate fell, she walked along, She knew she had to right this wrong. The rain came down, her glass filled up. She drank the chocolate from her cup. It tasted good, she'd not deny. But still she glared up at the sky. Though she drank again and again She did not even show a grin. And when she reached the chocolate's source She found it was Discord, of course. When he saw her he was quite glad. For she too was a little mad. But his delight did not last long. For he soon saw something was wrong. “My dear Pinkie, your smile's waned. Do you not like my chocolate rain? Or my pink cotton candy clouds? I thought for sure they'd make you proud. Wait, I know what will make you beam. What this rain needs is some whipped cream!” And with a snap the cream was there But it did not stop Pinkie's glare. “No, I can see that is not it. Tell me, Pinkie, what's caused your fit.” “Discord, my friend, what can I say? Though I could drink chocolate all day, Is this really all you can do? I had expected more from you. Here you are chaos incarnate. No one else has power so great. You can do the unthinkable. But you've become predictable. I love the rain, as you suspect, But it's become what we expect. You must do something that's brand new Lest we all lose respect for you. "Turn green to blue and black to red. Use books to replace Twilight's bed. Turn AJ's barn into a cone. Glue Celestia to her throne. Make salt sweet and sugar sour. Change the season ev'ry hour. Give Fluttershy a pet dragon. Levitate Scootaloo's wagon. Change Rarity's dresses to suits And all her fancy shoes to boots. Turn Rainbow's colors all to pink. Or make some buildings grow and shrink. Make Everfree as bright as day, A place where happy monsters play. Turn the moon into cheddar cheese (I don't think Luna will be pleased). Do anything (that won't cause pain), But enough with the chocolate rain!” “Pinkie, I fear you've misread me. I spread much chaos you don't see. Why just this morn in Canterlot Think of the surprise Celly got When she found that no palace door Did lead where it had lead before.” “Then why, when you're in Ponyville, Is chocolate rain your only skill?” “Pinkie, I do not make this rain To mess with anypony's brain. My actions have been misconstrued. Pinkie, I make it rain for you.” Then smiling they met in a hug. And Discord summoned his own mug. He stroked his new fillyfriend's mane. And together they drank the rain. Author's Note This poem expresses one of my pet peeves when it comes to Discord fics. Surely the Lord of Chaos would not resort to the same tricks over and over, right? But then I went and justified him doing it anyway. Oh well. Pony SmilesThere are those days when I feel sad. When the whole world has turned hostile. It's on those days I turn instead To a world full of pony smiles. It's a land full of peace and love, Where despite the bad things they face, They always come out full of smiles. And soon my frown has been replaced. They really make me so happy. Their smiles fill me with so much glee. I see their smiles I get a smile. That's why they're so special to me. So come on everybody, Come and see these pony smiles. Their technicolor happiness Goes on and on for mile and miles. When you do you will quickly find That your sorrows have met their ends. 'Cause sometimes all we need's a smile From one of these, our pony friends. Author's Note Seriously, whenever I see one of those ponies smiling my heart melts a bit. You can imagine my reaction the first time I saw a certain song. (A song which may have had a little bit of influence on this poem.) Just Laugh'Twas the darkest night you've never seen. Our nightmares had escaped our dreams. As we faced our terrors, we thought that we were done. And we feared we would not live to see the rising sun. It seemed certain that we would fall. And that we soon would loose it all. When fear and darkness ruled the land, and ponies ran and hid, While they had given up all hope, what do you think I did? I laughed. I laughed like I never had before. My terrors stopped, and I laughed more. 'Twas then, amid the shadows' screams, That I had dared again to dream. I laughed away my fears, The darkness, and my tears. I laughed until the dark turned light, My soul escaped that darkest night. And when I found that I'd been freed, I turned to help those sill in need. I taught them how to laugh and grin To overcome the dark within. And as they did, the dark without Vanished while we pranced about. And soon the sun did rise again, And not just on the horizon. I've still not stopped, and through the years I've conquered all my deepest fears. Now one last laugh, I soon will share, When Death himself comes for this mare. Don't mourn for me, just laugh on. Spread smiles with a happy song. And when the shadows do draw nigh, Remember the laugh of your Granny Pie. Celestia Prepares for Nightmare's ReturnMy sister, when she felt no love, Brought down her wrath from up above. I told her that they loved her night, But she was determined to fight. She kept her moon up in the sky, And did not care that all might die. I could not help her, 'twas too late. Her heart was full of rage and hate. To save the world from Nightmare's doom, I sent my sister to the moon. I saved the world. So what? Who cares? Life's not the same without her there. One thousand years, I've ruled alone. And ev'ry night, when the moon shone, I'd see her staring down at me, Which always made me feel lonely. But no longer, my wait is o'er. Now comes the day I've waited for. The time's at hoof, she'll soon be back For her millennial attack. Last time magic sent her away. This time, friendship will make her stay. 'Twill not be I, who'll save the day. This time, another is the way. There's one pony I've watched since birth. She'll be the one to save the Earth. She's in Ponyville, preparing For what she thinks tomorrow brings. For she does not yet know her role, And how it fits within the whole. Her talent's great, her skill unmatched. She will get Luna back on track. She's practiced long and honed her skills. But playtime's done. This time's for real. She'll provide Princess Luna's cure. She will not fail. Of that I'm sure. Yet she cannot do this alone Others will help bring Luna home. For though she'll lead the night's events, Working alone does not make sense. Luna will see she need not fight. She'll see these ponies love her night. So pump the bass and spin your tracks. We're in your hooves now, Vinyl Scratch. Author's Note This was actually the first piece of pony poetry that I ever wrote. I finally dug it up and put it here for all the world to see. It's still one of my favorites. Best Pony Vol. 1 – FluttershyFluttershy is always kind (Except for when she's not). Sure, she can kick some major flank, But that does not happen a lot. Sure, she's beaten a dragon, Cerberus and a manticore, A cockatrice and Discord, A bear and a minotaur. And all of those were on her own Without help from her friends. The moral here's don't make her mad Or you will face your end. Now wait a second, hold on here, It seems I've gotten off track. I meant to speak of her kindness, Not those who've forced her to attack. I promise you, her heart is pure. Her character I must commend. And though she may be shy at first You'll never have a better friend. Author's Note Fluttershy is best pony. Best Pony Vol. 2 – ZecoraFrom a land far away, Of which nopony knows, A mare lives in the forest Where nopony goes. For years they had feared her. They'd thought she was bad. But she's so full of patience, She never got mad. Though it hurt ev'ry month When she came into town And saw that when she was there No one else was around. Until that fateful day A filly found her home. She helped her to save some friends With knowledge from her tome. After that, the ponies Would often come to her Seeking help and guidance That she'd gladly confer. And now all the ponies Love her as a good friend. For even though she's different On her they can depend. Author's Note And also she talks in rhymes. Everypony loves that. It just so happened that Talk Like Zecora Day fell in the same month as NaPoWriMo. And Zecora is one of my favorites anyway, so I just had to write a poem about her. Zecora is best pony. Perfect Pony Part 3 – Pinkie PieIf perchance a pessimistic personality has perplexed you, Provoking you to pout while in the pits, Then perhaps I may prescribe a panacea to your problems. It's no placebo and no pill. It's the perfect palliative. For your pains the piece you need's a pal. A particular pal named Pinkie Pie. Pinkie Pie's a peculiar pony, and the perfect pal. When she perceives your pungent pain, She'll produce a plan to pacify problems. Probably per a party. For Pinkie is a party pony-the premier of Ponyville. You'll partake in pie, play and parley With peaceable, propitious pals. After participating in a Pinkie party, I can Pinkie-promise You'll be permeated with a powerful pleasant perception. You'll be pleased and positive, your pains perished, your personality powerfully positive. Parties and pleasure plentifully proximate Pinkie Pie. So let's proceed to Pinkie Pie and the party powers you pine for. Presently, you will perceive that Povyville's professional party producer, Our pal, the puerile Pinkie Pie, is perfect pony. Author's Note Abundant alliteration's arduous. Although I adore it. Apparently I got tired of rhyme and decided to try something different. The previous day was Talk Like Zecora Day. The two may not have been unrelated. And I don't care what my name is. I am not going to be writing anything involving extensive alliteration with the letter J. That would be insane. Pinkie Pie is best pony. Best Pony Vol. 4 – SpikePoor Spike, so often you're forgot. Your friends have fun, but you do not. While they're on their adventurous sprees, Twi leaves you home to clean the tree. She's always got you shelving books. She does not see your annoyed looks When after your cleaning success, She goes and makes another mess. You check the lists, you watch the pets. You cook, you clean, you work, you sweat. You write letters and send them out, As assistant you are devout. Your loyalty is unsurpassed. (You'd make a real good Rainbow Dash.) Without you where would Twilight be? Well let us take a look and see. You helped Twilight retrieve her crown. You helped her up when she got down. Without you she'd have failed her quest And one very important test. The Crystal Heart, she had to find. But she found herself in a bind. And soon it was all up to you To give that evil king his due. These things and more you've gladly done For the one who could call you “son.” But she is not the only one Who you have been helping a ton. You helped save Rarity from dogs And AJ from some lupine logs. You played piano for Pinkie, And wrote Rainbow's biography. You're not just a purple and green Pack animal or fax machine. No, Spike, my friend, if you ask me, You are, in fact, the best pony. (Or dragon, as the case may be.) Author's Note Spike is best everything he is.
Of Chocolate RainPink clouds formed over Ponyville. Chocolate rain, they prepared to spill. As Pinkie Pie looked up, she sighed. She grabbed a glass and went outside. As chocolate fell, she walked along, She knew she had to right this wrong. The rain came down, her glass filled up. She drank the chocolate from her cup. It tasted good, she'd not deny. But still she glared up at the sky. Though she drank again and again She did not even show a grin. And when she reached the chocolate's source She found it was Discord, of course. When he saw her he was quite glad. For she too was a little mad. But his delight did not last long. For he soon saw something was wrong. “My dear Pinkie, your smile's waned. Do you not like my chocolate rain? Or my pink cotton candy clouds? I thought for sure they'd make you proud. Wait, I know what will make you beam. What this rain needs is some whipped cream!” And with a snap the cream was there But it did not stop Pinkie's glare. “No, I can see that is not it. Tell me, Pinkie, what's caused your fit.” “Discord, my friend, what can I say? Though I could drink chocolate all day, Is this really all you can do? I had expected more from you. Here you are chaos incarnate. No one else has power so great. You can do the unthinkable. But you've become predictable. I love the rain, as you suspect, But it's become what we expect. You must do something that's brand new Lest we all lose respect for you. "Turn green to blue and black to red. Use books to replace Twilight's bed. Turn AJ's barn into a cone. Glue Celestia to her throne. Make salt sweet and sugar sour. Change the season ev'ry hour. Give Fluttershy a pet dragon. Levitate Scootaloo's wagon. Change Rarity's dresses to suits And all her fancy shoes to boots. Turn Rainbow's colors all to pink. Or make some buildings grow and shrink. Make Everfree as bright as day, A place where happy monsters play. Turn the moon into cheddar cheese (I don't think Luna will be pleased). Do anything (that won't cause pain), But enough with the chocolate rain!” “Pinkie, I fear you've misread me. I spread much chaos you don't see. Why just this morn in Canterlot Think of the surprise Celly got When she found that no palace door Did lead where it had lead before.” “Then why, when you're in Ponyville, Is chocolate rain your only skill?” “Pinkie, I do not make this rain To mess with anypony's brain. My actions have been misconstrued. Pinkie, I make it rain for you.” Then smiling they met in a hug. And Discord summoned his own mug. He stroked his new fillyfriend's mane. And together they drank the rain. Author's Note This poem expresses one of my pet peeves when it comes to Discord fics. Surely the Lord of Chaos would not resort to the same tricks over and over, right? But then I went and justified him doing it anyway. Oh well.
Pony SmilesThere are those days when I feel sad. When the whole world has turned hostile. It's on those days I turn instead To a world full of pony smiles. It's a land full of peace and love, Where despite the bad things they face, They always come out full of smiles. And soon my frown has been replaced. They really make me so happy. Their smiles fill me with so much glee. I see their smiles I get a smile. That's why they're so special to me. So come on everybody, Come and see these pony smiles. Their technicolor happiness Goes on and on for mile and miles. When you do you will quickly find That your sorrows have met their ends. 'Cause sometimes all we need's a smile From one of these, our pony friends. Author's Note Seriously, whenever I see one of those ponies smiling my heart melts a bit. You can imagine my reaction the first time I saw a certain song. (A song which may have had a little bit of influence on this poem.)
Just Laugh'Twas the darkest night you've never seen. Our nightmares had escaped our dreams. As we faced our terrors, we thought that we were done. And we feared we would not live to see the rising sun. It seemed certain that we would fall. And that we soon would loose it all. When fear and darkness ruled the land, and ponies ran and hid, While they had given up all hope, what do you think I did? I laughed. I laughed like I never had before. My terrors stopped, and I laughed more. 'Twas then, amid the shadows' screams, That I had dared again to dream. I laughed away my fears, The darkness, and my tears. I laughed until the dark turned light, My soul escaped that darkest night. And when I found that I'd been freed, I turned to help those sill in need. I taught them how to laugh and grin To overcome the dark within. And as they did, the dark without Vanished while we pranced about. And soon the sun did rise again, And not just on the horizon. I've still not stopped, and through the years I've conquered all my deepest fears. Now one last laugh, I soon will share, When Death himself comes for this mare. Don't mourn for me, just laugh on. Spread smiles with a happy song. And when the shadows do draw nigh, Remember the laugh of your Granny Pie.
Celestia Prepares for Nightmare's ReturnMy sister, when she felt no love, Brought down her wrath from up above. I told her that they loved her night, But she was determined to fight. She kept her moon up in the sky, And did not care that all might die. I could not help her, 'twas too late. Her heart was full of rage and hate. To save the world from Nightmare's doom, I sent my sister to the moon. I saved the world. So what? Who cares? Life's not the same without her there. One thousand years, I've ruled alone. And ev'ry night, when the moon shone, I'd see her staring down at me, Which always made me feel lonely. But no longer, my wait is o'er. Now comes the day I've waited for. The time's at hoof, she'll soon be back For her millennial attack. Last time magic sent her away. This time, friendship will make her stay. 'Twill not be I, who'll save the day. This time, another is the way. There's one pony I've watched since birth. She'll be the one to save the Earth. She's in Ponyville, preparing For what she thinks tomorrow brings. For she does not yet know her role, And how it fits within the whole. Her talent's great, her skill unmatched. She will get Luna back on track. She's practiced long and honed her skills. But playtime's done. This time's for real. She'll provide Princess Luna's cure. She will not fail. Of that I'm sure. Yet she cannot do this alone Others will help bring Luna home. For though she'll lead the night's events, Working alone does not make sense. Luna will see she need not fight. She'll see these ponies love her night. So pump the bass and spin your tracks. We're in your hooves now, Vinyl Scratch. Author's Note This was actually the first piece of pony poetry that I ever wrote. I finally dug it up and put it here for all the world to see. It's still one of my favorites.
Best Pony Vol. 1 – FluttershyFluttershy is always kind (Except for when she's not). Sure, she can kick some major flank, But that does not happen a lot. Sure, she's beaten a dragon, Cerberus and a manticore, A cockatrice and Discord, A bear and a minotaur. And all of those were on her own Without help from her friends. The moral here's don't make her mad Or you will face your end. Now wait a second, hold on here, It seems I've gotten off track. I meant to speak of her kindness, Not those who've forced her to attack. I promise you, her heart is pure. Her character I must commend. And though she may be shy at first You'll never have a better friend. Author's Note Fluttershy is best pony.
Best Pony Vol. 2 – ZecoraFrom a land far away, Of which nopony knows, A mare lives in the forest Where nopony goes. For years they had feared her. They'd thought she was bad. But she's so full of patience, She never got mad. Though it hurt ev'ry month When she came into town And saw that when she was there No one else was around. Until that fateful day A filly found her home. She helped her to save some friends With knowledge from her tome. After that, the ponies Would often come to her Seeking help and guidance That she'd gladly confer. And now all the ponies Love her as a good friend. For even though she's different On her they can depend. Author's Note And also she talks in rhymes. Everypony loves that. It just so happened that Talk Like Zecora Day fell in the same month as NaPoWriMo. And Zecora is one of my favorites anyway, so I just had to write a poem about her. Zecora is best pony.
Perfect Pony Part 3 – Pinkie PieIf perchance a pessimistic personality has perplexed you, Provoking you to pout while in the pits, Then perhaps I may prescribe a panacea to your problems. It's no placebo and no pill. It's the perfect palliative. For your pains the piece you need's a pal. A particular pal named Pinkie Pie. Pinkie Pie's a peculiar pony, and the perfect pal. When she perceives your pungent pain, She'll produce a plan to pacify problems. Probably per a party. For Pinkie is a party pony-the premier of Ponyville. You'll partake in pie, play and parley With peaceable, propitious pals. After participating in a Pinkie party, I can Pinkie-promise You'll be permeated with a powerful pleasant perception. You'll be pleased and positive, your pains perished, your personality powerfully positive. Parties and pleasure plentifully proximate Pinkie Pie. So let's proceed to Pinkie Pie and the party powers you pine for. Presently, you will perceive that Povyville's professional party producer, Our pal, the puerile Pinkie Pie, is perfect pony. Author's Note Abundant alliteration's arduous. Although I adore it. Apparently I got tired of rhyme and decided to try something different. The previous day was Talk Like Zecora Day. The two may not have been unrelated. And I don't care what my name is. I am not going to be writing anything involving extensive alliteration with the letter J. That would be insane. Pinkie Pie is best pony.
Best Pony Vol. 4 – SpikePoor Spike, so often you're forgot. Your friends have fun, but you do not. While they're on their adventurous sprees, Twi leaves you home to clean the tree. She's always got you shelving books. She does not see your annoyed looks When after your cleaning success, She goes and makes another mess. You check the lists, you watch the pets. You cook, you clean, you work, you sweat. You write letters and send them out, As assistant you are devout. Your loyalty is unsurpassed. (You'd make a real good Rainbow Dash.) Without you where would Twilight be? Well let us take a look and see. You helped Twilight retrieve her crown. You helped her up when she got down. Without you she'd have failed her quest And one very important test. The Crystal Heart, she had to find. But she found herself in a bind. And soon it was all up to you To give that evil king his due. These things and more you've gladly done For the one who could call you “son.” But she is not the only one Who you have been helping a ton. You helped save Rarity from dogs And AJ from some lupine logs. You played piano for Pinkie, And wrote Rainbow's biography. You're not just a purple and green Pack animal or fax machine. No, Spike, my friend, if you ask me, You are, in fact, the best pony. (Or dragon, as the case may be.) Author's Note Spike is best everything he is.
