‘Twas the Night before the Solstice of the Sun,
And Princess Sparkle puzzled and pondered.
She searched in books, but the answer was lacking in each one,
And so the library she left, and the castle she wandered.
She sought out the Solar Princess,
To ask her question, her answer to find.
Her quarry was in the main hall, covered with mess,
If Rarity saw this, she probably would have died.
“Princess,” began Sparkle, “When is your Day of Birth?”
The avatar of the sun smiled and laughed, and stood up,
Even as her eyes twinkled with mirth.
“Why do you ask this now,” said the Princess, “Before I go and pull the sun up?”
“My birthday is on the day of equal length, in the spring.”
Said the princess, “and my sister was born on the same in the fall.”
Sparkle nodded, for this had a familiar ring,
And hastily departed the hall.
Upon leaving, the youngest alicorn collided with the Princess of the Night,
And wanting to confirm what the Day had told her,
Asked the same question, preparing her mental might.
The Lunar Princess was quiet a while, before she answered her.
“We were born at the dawn of the longest night,” said Luna,
“And our sister was born at the eve of the longest day.”
Explained the Princess of the moon,
And then she hurried away.
Two different answers, two different stories.
Remember this, young foal, as the moral is here for you.
When requesting the Princesses of tales and stories,
Never ask more than two.