Great Maelewano was a mare
With stripes of shining white.
Her hooves were strong, her body sleek,
Her mind was ever bright.
In fractured groups we zebras lived
Before she did arrive
And saw the greatness possible
If we but unified.
Upon herself, she took the load
And crossed Zebrabwe’s lands
To forge the bonds that, to this day,
Rest strong as iron bands.
She righted wrongs, she mended hurts,
Forgave all grudges past,
To build a strong foundation on
Which her new land would last.
You foals may think this tale is merely
Ancient fantasy;
And yet this realm that still stands tall
Remains her legacy.
And so, I beg you, gather ’round,
With interest please be rife,
For I will tell you all I know
Of Maelewano’s life.