Pony Poems / Songs

by Joseph Raszagal

I am Brony

I am Brony
As written by Joseph Raszagal
Because you all make me so goddamn happy

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Everyday starts the same
Kill the mustache
Wash it down the drain
Never could grow one
I'd rather trim and tidy my beard
And then I'm done and on the run

Pick out pants, socks, and shirt
A pastel one I know that'll work
Pinkie's face beamin' out smiles
Stretchin' all across the land for miles
Then it's right outside
Gotta furnace to fuel
Workin' up a sweat
'Neath me a pool
Takin' careful aim with my axe into wood
Squint to make sure my swing is good
Bring it down, one log becomes two
And then I still got twenty more to do

By noon I've finished
Gotta fire to mold
A warm and cozy one
For a happy household
After all of that
I've got some free time
And if I didn't do what's next
It'd be a fucking crime
Just a little break
Before I go see my friends
Watchin' some MLP
Before the night begins

Because I am Brony
Why should I be shy?
My smile is wide
And my spirits are high
High as the upper atmosphere
Where the sun shines bright
And the skies are clear
A land of magic and fun
For us all to explore
So get up, get down
Get those hooves on the floor
Let's shake things up
Like never before
Some say we neigh
But I say we roar!

Because we are Bronies
Fans of these amazing
Technicolor ponies
Everyone who thought it was all a fad
They're all just phonies
They just wanna get mad
But let's not settle
And focus on the hate
This ain't no time
For us all to stagnate
We're better than that
We don't get irate
Our modus operandi
Love and tolerate
And it's just that
That makes me feel great
When we take a step back
And look at each attack
We can tell that the weight
Of each is only second-rate
Sure, there's always time
To berate in a debate
Because others don't agree
With such a simple thing
As what makes us happy
Often I'm cynical
But it's these times I'm not
I won't let the bitterness
Fester and rot
Deep down in my soul
Because I am Brony
Loud and clear
Just as you are Brony
Everypony here!

Some of us are scizophrenic
Living in a world half real
And some of us are bipolar
Never really sure how we feel
Flip-floppity, angry to sad
One minute confusion
And then the next we're glad
And yes, some of us are other things
Much too hard to easily explain
It's like trying to compare
A jumbo jet to a train
One flies and the other rolls
But in the end they both move
And despite our afflictions
We've all got our own groove
We know where we stand
And we know who stands with us
It's just so hard sometimes
Knowing who we can trust
But trust me when I say this
Believe me if you can
You've got your friends
I know you do
The kinda, sorta people
That'll never judge you
What's that,
They don't like the same show?
It's all entertainment,
Don't you know?
And not everyone
Can like the same thing
To some it's tarnished
To us, a diamond ring
But that's okay
A real friend wouldn't care
Aren't we all breathing,
The same damn air?
I thought by now
That we've all learned
Once a true, true friend
Is truly earned
That something as simple
As a little cartoon
Wouldn't be enough
To chase 'em out of the room
Yeah, real ones
Stick with ya through thick and thin
Even if you're ranting
'Bout ponies again!