Author's Note

A poem I was working on during Valentine's Day that I just couldn't seem to finish. Sorry it ends abruptly.

A Fluffy Heart (Teen)

Hearts and Hooves Day comes once a year,
and ponies celebrate, far and near

by finding their very special somepony,
and displaying their feelings for all to see.

But on this day, not all rejoice;
they would if they could, but have no choice.

Changelings only know of love as food,
and one queen in particular wasn’t in the mood

to deal with a fluffy pony’s advances,
constant gifts, and seductive glances.

Every time Chrysalis tried to explain
she found the task to be a royal pain.

Flufflepuff was simple, and that was fine,
but her interest in the changeling crossed a line.

The Queen knew something was wrong
when the pony drew pictures of her in a thong.

Chrysalis didn’t know how to feel,
but the pony’s love made an excellent meal.

The feelings, though, she could never return;
she’d said it before, but Flufflepuff didn’t learn.

Then came the gifts; odd things, like socks,
or the pony herself, wrapped up in a box.

The gestures were nice, and it made the queen smile,
but they were too frequent, and after a while,

the showering of gifts had to end.
It was killing her trying to pretend

that she cared for the pink ball of fluff.
So she made a stand, enough was enough.

Chrysalis decided to make her stand
on Hearts and Hooves Day, though it wasn’t planned.

She was oblivious to the holiday
Blah blah blah, rhyme with holiday.