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// VIII 
// Story: In Memoriam R.D. 
// by Bulbasaur 
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My mind puts forth a memory
Of when I did propose to Dash.
'Twas mid-flight -- oh! I thought I'd crash! --
My wings turned stiff as emery!

'Twas in the dale where I now fly,
A shortcut straight to Canterlot.
Two stones from Rarity I'd bought
Were in my bags, hid from her eye.

"Oh, Rainbow Dash!" I call'd, and swoop'd
Ahead of her, look'd in her eyes.
I pluck'd a primary of size;
Behind her ear I placed it; loop'd

Below her. From my bag I took
A sapphire and an amethyst.
Her answer, I already wist,
But still, my voice and body shook.

"Dash, will you marry me?" I asked.
Time seem'd to, for a moment, stop.
I fear'd that from the sky I'd drop.
I couldn't keep emotions mask'd.

As answer, she a gentle kiss
Placed on my lips, and whisper'd soft,
"Of course I will. Now fly aloft,
And faster -- you'll your function miss!"





Of course I'd planned some extra time,
But full of energy was I:
I climb'd and soar'd with Dash up high,
And cared not on my feather rime

Was forming. Straight aloft I flew,
At fifty, forty centibars.
We flew toward the fixèd stars;
We reach'd them, then enjoy'd the view.





Today, the sky is thick with clouds;
I cannot soar up high like then.
I fly through field and vale and fen
To Canterlot, where clouds do shroud

The landscape. On a ledge I land.
I trot to where Celestia
Would meet me to discuss ideas
To end the war with Gryphons, and

Have high tea at my fav'rite place,
Where I took Dash to many dates --
I'd ramble on about the greats
Of hist'ry over leeks and dace.

I canter past a busy bar
Where Dash and I would often go
To drink 'til we'd forget our woes:
That she and I were kept afar

When oft I stayed in Canterlot
To serve my duty to the land,
'Cause sometimes Cloudsdale would demand
Dash take the place that they'd allot.

Now, I approach our meeting-place.
Oh, what I wouldn't give for Dash
To be with me, just for a flash,
That I could kiss her graceful face.