Precariously Placed Pony Poems Picturing Plenty of Pheelings

Rarity thought about money
It was really quite funny
It was needed for everything under the sun
Even if you wanted to have some fun

She never had wants to tend
But her friends would ask her to lend
A little here, a little there wasn't so bad
It hurt her to see her friends sad

But now rarity was in a bind
She was sure to loose her mind
"maybe next week I'll have the money!"
It was becoming very unfunny

Rarity owed some cash
Dress sales don't even make a splash
She's have to sell her house
Maybe she could be some rich ponies spouse