The great, benevolent Celestia, may now rule all Equestria
But deep within the earth is housed her mother, the lady Faust
She is not dead, you rest asured, but anevil curse that can't be cured
Was laid upon her noble head, and now she rests on a flowery bed
The princesses are not so vain as to have forgotten their mother's pain
They rule in kindness, it is a fact, they swore an oath and made a pact
Until their mother can awake, drastic steps they MUST take
For a long time there's not been born those of noble alicorn
For some this may seem tragic, but they search out powerful magic
To train and teach the pure of heart, so they can help and play a part
Old as the princesses may be, but they do not have immortality
One day, the torch they must pass to their successors, of unicorn class
The most recent one, just to highlight, is our beloved bookworm, Twilight