Fields of Equestria are green and beautiful Green and beautiful, Where the apple trees grow In the plains below, But high in the sky, Nightmare bides her time, Nightmare bides her time, In a C'lestial crib, Magic of Friendship
There is a town known as Ponyville Where the flowers once bloomed, Trapped in this farmer's town crying for help, Two thousand ponies are doomed.
Nice. And congrats!
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