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What is this, how did this slip my eyes?
Now a decent poem i shall supply
My name is gloomy but thats also a lie
for im quite cheerful in my friends eyes.

A 16yr old poet is what i try to be
a little miss shakesphere some say to me.
ryming is what i do on a regular basis
leaving no room for any flawed traces.

So this the me saying hello
Its so good to see my brony fellows 3nodding
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Like a giraffe? I think that's cute~!
Well, one Appletini and a Long island to boot~

Sorry, but I'm not really interested in Big Mac
The thought of him makes me want to YACK

Thanks for the offer, though it's a bit much
You can look all you want, but you CAN'T. TOUCH~ emotion_bigheart


So you like cute, I can be that for you,
But I like my drinks sweet; a buttery n****e or two?

You're about to yack, now that don't bold well,
I'll hold your hair while you fill the pale.

Is that an invitation for a private show?
You soused coquette, I say GO GO! heart
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I say your poem is long and good,
but to not jinx Equestria I knock on wood.

The reference to Tara is as subtle as can be,
I need not tell you, her name on here is like the sweetest candy.

I but am confused by your second verse,
what is this inside and outside to speak of in words?
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What is this, how did this slip my eyes?
Now a decent poem i shall supply
My name is gloomy but thats also a lie
for im quite cheerful in my friends eyes.

A 16yr old poet is what i try to be
a little miss shakesphere some say to me.
ryming is what i do on a regular basis
leaving no room for any flawed traces.

So this the me saying hello
Its so good to see my brony fellows 3nodding


And hello you to you, Wisp Princess Sad,
this is the first lie that has made me glad.

Are your friends the ones that misinterpret,
or do you have joy but do not see it?

I enjoy knowing you rhyme so young,
can you tell me when this had begun?
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Oh, u-umm, I-I'm sober now
Wh-what did I miss?
I had an Appletini, but--
I-I can't remember anything after I drank this! emotion_sweatdrop


Oh hello Mr. Corailiethe! How are you?
I remember having a drink...o-or was it two...? D//x;


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Oh, u-umm, I-I'm sober now
Wh-what did I miss?
I had an Appletini, but--
I-I can't remember anything after I drank this! emotion_sweatdrop


Oh hello Mr. Corailiethe! How are you?
I remember having a drink...o-or was it two...? D//x;


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Ah hello Ms. Element of Kindness, we just had some fun,
the innocent type, though in sobriety its done.
Just one appletini, have you no tolerance?
I can't imagine, with a smile of brilliance.

Two little drinks, I think more than that,
I believe we both passed out on the mat.
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Wisp Princess_Gloomy
What is this, how did this slip my eyes?
Now a decent poem i shall supply
My name is gloomy but thats also a lie
for im quite cheerful in my friends eyes.

A 16yr old poet is what i try to be
a little miss shakesphere some say to me.
ryming is what i do on a regular basis
leaving no room for any flawed traces.

So this the me saying hello
Its so good to see my brony fellows 3nodding


And hello you to you, Wisp Princess Sad,
this is the first lie that has made me glad.

Are your friends the ones that misinterpret,
or do you have joy but do not see it?

I enjoy knowing you rhyme so young,
can you tell me when this had begun?



This all Began not long ago at all
if i recall it was in the middle of fall

I looked no different in this past
i was quiet small and was wearing a cast
I would always talk in rymes quite fast
mostly for jokes and for laughs

I would spread joy like a jester
Though some people thought of me as a pester

They would scold me like i was doing a crime
Wearing this cast i was only passing time : (

I tuned comedy and ryming into a hobby
collecting loose chage in my old apartement lobby.

alas this is my story, its ever so short
but ryming and story telling is a very tough sport.
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What is this, how did this slip my eyes?
Now a decent poem i shall supply
My name is gloomy but thats also a lie
for im quite cheerful in my friends eyes.

A 16yr old poet is what i try to be
a little miss shakesphere some say to me.
ryming is what i do on a regular basis
leaving no room for any flawed traces.

So this the me saying hello
Its so good to see my brony fellows 3nodding


And hello you to you, Wisp Princess Sad,
this is the first lie that has made me glad.

Are your friends the ones that misinterpret,
or do you have joy but do not see it?

I enjoy knowing you rhyme so young,
can you tell me when this had begun?



This all Began not long ago at all
if i recall it was in the middle of fall

I looked no different in this past
i was quiet small and was wearing a cast
I would always talk in rymes quite fast
mostly for jokes and for laughs

I would spread joy like a jester
Though some people thought of me as a pester

They would scold me like i was doing a crime
Wearing this cast i was only passing time : (

I tuned comedy and ryming into a hobby
collecting loose chage in my old apartement lobby.

alas this is my story, its ever so short
but ryming and story telling is a very tough sport.


A terrible time when your bones must heal. I wore a cast too so I know how you feel. I hope that time was short to be endured. If you don't mind, what part was injured?

The blissfully ignorant is by who you were scorned! They witnessed your boredom, they have been forewarned! So do not feel bad, those ponies feel no joy. They lash out at the world like it broke their favorite toy.

I do agree it is difficult at times. But it is fun seeing all these different rhymes.
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What is this, how did this slip my eyes?
Now a decent poem i shall supply
My name is gloomy but thats also a lie
for im quite cheerful in my friends eyes.

A 16yr old poet is what i try to be
a little miss shakesphere some say to me.
ryming is what i do on a regular basis
leaving no room for any flawed traces.

So this the me saying hello
Its so good to see my brony fellows 3nodding


And hello you to you, Wisp Princess Sad,
this is the first lie that has made me glad.

Are your friends the ones that misinterpret,
or do you have joy but do not see it?

I enjoy knowing you rhyme so young,
can you tell me when this had begun?



This all Began not long ago at all
if i recall it was in the middle of fall

I looked no different in this past
i was quiet small and was wearing a cast
I would always talk in rymes quite fast
mostly for jokes and for laughs

I would spread joy like a jester
Though some people thought of me as a pester

They would scold me like i was doing a crime
Wearing this cast i was only passing time : (

I tuned comedy and ryming into a hobby
collecting loose chage in my old apartement lobby.

alas this is my story, its ever so short
but ryming and story telling is a very tough sport.


A terrible time when your bones must heal. I wore a cast too so I know how you feel. I hope that time was short to be endured. If you don't mind, what part was injured?

The blissfully ignorant is by who you were scorned! They witnessed your boredom, they have been forewarned! So do not feel bad, those ponies feel no joy. They lash out at the world like it broke their favorite toy.

I do agree it is difficult at times. But it is fun seeing all these different rhymes.



It was back when i damaged my wing (leg)
When i tried to fly it gave a terrible sting

In the hospital the food was terrible
i knew it was pointless delaying the enivitable
That a cast i would be burdened
too heal to which i have been hurting
This irony i cant deny.

Though i was in pain
I still went up in fame
A shakespheret i have indeed became

Though when goodness begins to spark
Hater will begin to bark
There was blood on me, i couldn't believe

I was bait and they were sharks....


Those doomy stories do bring me down
My name is gloomy though i never wear a frown

a fraud is what i am now, wearing a mask that never frowns
I lie to my friends with a everlasting smile but in truth this depression has stayed a while.

But you see, this mask is breaking, for i am tellibg you this.
Though my name is gloomy im not a depressed abyss.

I try to be pinky, spreading laughter where i go.
helping friends anytime to-and-fro.

Now you know the honest truth, this mask is broken i can feel it loose.
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[******** tha royal guard

Comin straight from the underground
Young zebra got it bad cuz I'm striped
And not the rainbow color so guards think
They have the authority to kill a minority

******** that s**t, cuz I ain't tha one
For a punk a** pony understanding no fun
To be picked on, and thrown in a well
We could go hoof to hoof in the middle of a cell

Applebloom coming with me cuz she's a teenager
All the other ponies think she's in danger
Searchin my hut, lookin for the young bloke
Thinkin every zebra is sellin poison joke

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Wisp Princess_Gloomy
What is this, how did this slip my eyes?
Now a decent poem i shall supply
My name is gloomy but thats also a lie
for im quite cheerful in my friends eyes.

A 16yr old poet is what i try to be
a little miss shakesphere some say to me.
ryming is what i do on a regular basis
leaving no room for any flawed traces.

So this the me saying hello
Its so good to see my brony fellows 3nodding


And hello you to you, Wisp Princess Sad,
this is the first lie that has made me glad.

Are your friends the ones that misinterpret,
or do you have joy but do not see it?

I enjoy knowing you rhyme so young,
can you tell me when this had begun?



This all Began not long ago at all
if i recall it was in the middle of fall

I looked no different in this past
i was quiet small and was wearing a cast
I would always talk in rymes quite fast
mostly for jokes and for laughs

I would spread joy like a jester
Though some people thought of me as a pester

They would scold me like i was doing a crime
Wearing this cast i was only passing time : (

I tuned comedy and ryming into a hobby
collecting loose chage in my old apartement lobby.

alas this is my story, its ever so short
but ryming and story telling is a very tough sport.


A terrible time when your bones must heal. I wore a cast too so I know how you feel. I hope that time was short to be endured. If you don't mind, what part was injured?

The blissfully ignorant is by who you were scorned! They witnessed your boredom, they have been forewarned! So do not feel bad, those ponies feel no joy. They lash out at the world like it broke their favorite toy.

I do agree it is difficult at times. But it is fun seeing all these different rhymes.



It was back when i damaged my wing (leg)
When i tried to fly it gave a terrible sting

In the hospital the food was terrible
i knew it was pointless delaying the enivitable
That a cast i would be burdened
too heal to which i have been hurting
This irony i cant deny.

Though i was in pain
I still went up in fame
A shakespheret i have indeed became

Though when goodness begins to spark
Hater will begin to bark
There was blood on me, i couldn't believe

I was bait and they were sharks....


Those doomy stories do bring me down
My name is gloomy though i never wear a frown

a fraud is what i am now, wearing a mask that never frowns
I lie to my friends with a everlasting smile but in truth this depression has stayed a while.

But you see, this mask is breaking, for i am tellibg you this.
Though my name is gloomy im not a depressed abyss.

I try to be pinky, spreading laughter where i go.
helping friends anytime to-and-fro.

Now you know the honest truth, this mask is broken i can feel it loose.


Stories of hospital food are notoriously trite. The slop on the trays, I can't imagine that sight! Against the cast it seems to put up a fight, knowing this shoe would bring on the night.

I can tell those sharks have been put up on a shelf. And when they swim deep in the sea you are a shark to yourself! For smiling to your friends you need not feel guilt. It's okay to step out of this world you've built. Even Pinkie experiences sadness, but she has learned to be its mistress. You need not run to the roof, run to your friends and accept this bro hoof. *Reaches out for a bro hoof*

I thank you for telling that you hold pain. I express to you now that I do the same. It is both because of actions I did not take, and because I hold many a bad trait. For both of these things, myself I berate. I know that only I can move past, but here I sit, both in fear and in grass. I wish there was one strong to come pull me through, but I know it wouldn't help unless I wanted it to. For all this I'm haunted by whispering doubts. And when bad things happen, their whispers turn to shouts.

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