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// Fit the Seventh: Musical Revolution 
// Story: Luna's Bassoon 
// by Pineta 
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Outrage was the public reaction,
Uniting each musical faction.
“We tried being nice.
“We’re not asking twice.
“It’s now time to try direct action.”

“Arise, you musicians. Comrades
“To the streets. Raise the barricades.
“Enough persecution.
“Tear up the constitution.
“Come join us and fight this crusade.

“We’ll play a big street procession.
“A huge city-wide jam session.
“Loud music we’ll make
“To keep Sunbutt awake.
“And force her to make a concession.”

“We’re no princess's playthings.
“We’ll see what revolution brings.
“Trumpets get set to blow.
“Violins raise a bow.
“You have nothing to lose but your strings.”

All the musicians were united
To see this injustice was righted.
They played in the street
With a powerful beat.
Pinkie Pie came along uninvited.

They amassed in Celestia’s view.
The princess looked down at the coup.
Did she back down?
Surrender her crown?
Nope. She banished the lot of them too.