~ An Untitled Christmas Poem ~
by Ink Swirl
White flakes of snow gently descended upon Ponyville,
And despite her heavy red coat, Derpy Hooves shook from a chill.
Lightly landing on the rooftop of a nearby bakery,
Derpy swiftly descended the chimney.
Consuming the muffins that had been set out on a platter,
She placed several presents under the tree, trying not to cause a clatter.
Climbing back up the chimney, Derpy took to the air once more;
Honestly, after several years of this, it was becoming a bore.
Soaring off towards the Leaves and Branches Library, Derpy adjusted her saddlebag;
After the half-hour of flying she'd been doing, it was starting to drag.
Unfortunately for Derpy, two presents suddenly fell from her grasp.
Almost silently, she cursed with a rasp.
Dropping down to the streets below,
She sighed with relief; the presents had landed safely on the snow-covered awning of a certain bistro.
And so, without a hitch, she continued her flight,
She had to admit, it had been a rather uneventful night.
Until she noticed, as she flew toward the final two houses,
That two presents had their name-tags smudged; something had clearly rubbed the names off their badges.
Derpy thought for a moment as to how to handle this dilemma, before saying with a shrug:
"Oh, what the hay, I doubt it could really hurt much."
And so she placed the final two presents under the trees of each of the houses, unaware of the crime
She had caused, by forcing the previous verse not to rhyme.
"Oh, quiet you."
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The following day, two mares gathered together to unwrap their gifts. Both were rather bewildered by the presents they had received.
The blue-maned unicorn eyed her new stringed instrument in confusion, as her friend pulled yet another speaker out of the massive container she had somehow acquired.
There was a brief pause.
"Wanna trade?"
"Absolutely."