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// The Pony on the Spot (Friendship is Magic, part 1) 
// Story: Friendship is Poetry 
// by Loganberry 
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No, Twilight was not pleased that day
When she was told she could not stay
But, rather, she must go away
And try to make a friend.

A flight to Ponyville was done
As they prepared for Summer Sun;
So, round the ponies, one by one
To see who would attend.

The first that she encountered there
Was Pinkie Pie, whose sudden stare
And gasp, as though she'd had a scare
Drove Twilight round the bend.

Next, Applejack, with country charm
Bid her a welcome to her farm:
Persuaded her there was no harm
In eating to distend.

And so the day wore on: Rainbow,
Then Rarity (she stole the show)
Last, gentle Fluttershy: who'd know?
Young Spike she did befriend.

Came evening: ponies filled their hall
To see the one who ruled them all...
Her absence therefore did appal.
What ills did it portend?

A jet-black pony now appeared
And Twilight knew and Twilight feared:
Into her soul the shade's words seared:
This night would never end!