Lyra and the Mirror

Zipporwhill watched as I measured the border. "You are so cool Miss Lyra." Said Zipporwhill. I smiled as I walked over to my cupboard to get my glass. It was from the Crystal Mountains, which I knew a pony. "How do you do it all?" She asked again.

"Well, I just use the magic of Anthropology." I said jokingly to the young filly. She smiled as I started to put in the glass in the border. Then I carved out of silver, a horse. She fallowed me as a welded it onto the border. I smiled at my project, I then put it up against the wall.

"What is that?" Asked Zipporwhill to me.

"Well." I started. "It's a mirror that leads to a different world. The human world." I smiled. Zipporwhill rolled her eyes again.

"Look Lyra you know I just became new friends with you. What's interesting about those things?" She asked, pointing to my painting of a human.

"Those are humans." I said.

"What if you sang about them?" She asked. I smiled at her and started singing.

"Human beings fascinate me
being just the way they are
Tell me little pony, can you
push a cart or drive a car
Lyre is my instrument but humans strum their sweet guitars
It's a mystery
Anthropology

Fingers, toes and tiny nose
brownish hair and tannish skin
Would it be too much to ask to see the world they're living in
Everybody tells me that it's old and fake mythology
It's a mystery
Anthropology

Aren't you bored of brushing your coat
Styling your mane with your hooves
I don't mean to butt in or gloat
But ancient history proves
humans don't have wings or magic
they don't need it
they don't care
all they got's imagination
new inventions everywhere
Babies, children, teens and elders all alike have clothes to wear
It's so real to me
Anthropology

Albert Einstein Cleopatra William Shakespeare Elton John
Michael Phelps Barack Obama
Who's to say that they're all gone
Maybe humans like us too and dress like us at ComicCon
It's so real to me
Anthropology!

Yeah, they've had a couple of fights
Nobody's perfect, you seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Still I say
I'm born with the rights
to study whatever I please

I don't need to horse around now
I can stand on two legs
I would trade my magic powers
For a pair of new legs
Grab a camera!
Come on, zoom in
'Cause your favorite mare's a human
ME

That is who I'll Be

Anthropology"