Precariously Placed Pony Poems Picturing Plenty of Pheelings

Flutter shy wanted your lance
The one hidden in your pants
She brandished a knife
"Your dick, or your life!"

You weren't sure what to do
You wouldn't go near her vagoo
Being dead wasn't fun
You knew what had to be done

You grabbed the knife
She couldn't have your life
With movements so slick
Off came your dick