The Cough in Verse

‘It was me,’ Silence fell o’er every pony,
‘It was me. I’m so sorry... it was me.’

‘O Fluttershy, no; its some other pony.’

‘Hold on there Rainbow, she’d know if ‘twas she,
Don’t bully her out her her bravery.’

‘Who should do the deed?’ / ‘Tiddle-iddle-ee.’

‘Have some tact Rarity.’ / ‘Guys you can’t; please!
It’s Fluttershy; look at me; look at me!’
Cried Rainbow turning on them viciously.

Twi sighed out, ‘We all know who it should be.’

‘Who!’ / ‘’Tis you Rainbow, it has to be you.’

‘No!’ / ‘Ask yourself, which of us, if not you?
You’d stop any pony else who tried.
Your head might know but your heart would stop you.
She is your filly-friend, you must decide.’

‘No!’ / Twilight reared up, ‘It has to be you!’

‘It’s alright Rainbow... you know what to do.’

‘No,’ Rainbow Dash moaned, swallowing her pain
And hiding her tear strained face ‘hind her mane.

‘If I may,’ Rarity cooed as she rose
And held aloft a clothe, ‘I don’t suppose...’
She bit her lip then mumbled, ‘If you wear
This Fluttershy, it’ll help us all to bear.’

‘Of course,’ responded the kind Pegasus,
Who blindfolded herself without a fuss.

They both embraced as Rainbow’s eyes glazed o’er,
Whilst she thought, they could not get any lower.

Then one by one, as they had often done,
They joined together, this is what they sung.