Jan
10th
2014
The Beast · 4:03pm Jan 10th, 2014
In arctic North on frozen wind,
There was a thing that blood made grin.
It searched and looked, but could not find,
Another of its lonely kind.
And so it left its snowy home,
In desp'rate search to find its own.
But then it found in southern land,
Delightful food so far from bland.
Upon four legs the prey would trot,
Until in fear they would be caught.
For eons more it stalked the night,
Catching ponies in horrid fright.
The princess there would not abide,
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