From this place where ponies learn
Came a girl, an unicorn.
Not a face to think as friend,
Just a whirl of books and forms.

´Till the Princess came to call
With concern for her pupil,
The girl listened to her plea
Face stern, she left that day.

She was given a task in Ponyville,
A place beyond the hills where friendship reigns still.
Overseeing a party in Ponyville,
To welcome with a thrill the Sun reborn anew.

There she met ponies abound,
Though uneasy at first, soon she found
Every day a new parade…

She decided to stay in Ponyville,
With friends she never knew, glee never felt until,
A new role she partook in Ponyville,
To learn in Ponyville of friendship and goodwill.

Hidden like marvels of old,
Golden crafts that sail under the sea,
The girl found wonders untold
Her true role she got to see.

Never dull was her time in Ponyville,
With friends steady and true, companions to see through.
New adventures she found in Ponyville,
Tall tales to outdo, and barriers to go through.

There to guard all who live in Ponyville,
Harmony pursue, and the peace ensue.
Always fun was her time in Ponyville,
Stories old and new, things she never knew.

---

“Please, lady in the big tree.”
“Please, if you only hear me.”
“Please, You need to hear my plea.”
“Please!”

The frantic filly wildly knocked on the door,
And told her tale of friends playing on the forest’s floor.
Until a scary thing came running from the trees,
Then she bends, “Please find my friends,” she asked, all in tears.

‘Fore the filly saw the story through
Twily hounded up Spike, her trusty crew
Told to get the girls and follow to,
And was off to Everfree.

With gloomy trees around, a shiver down her spine
Twilight kept calling, told herself they were just fine.
Forgetting how afraid at first she was in here,
She found a light, went in a flight, to get help from a seer.

Pace by pace approached over the brome,
Her eyes on her goal set, the curious home.
Solemn like when seeing a priceless tome,
Knocked with shaky knees.

“You did it right to share your plight, not go alone,
I’ll never let a friend I’ve met face trouble on her own.”
Her help the Zebra then pledged to the unicorn
When they left, Twi’s hooves were deft, her hope was now reborn.

After her, Twilight went through the door,
As to find the missing foals the zebra swore.
Through her hidden ways Zecora tore.
And the search did go on,
Go on, go on, ooo

---

Maybe whimsical, surely unpredictable,
Pinkie’s in a stride.
Knees apinchy, her tail atwitching, so, oh, oh, oh.

Twilight, in a spin, looking down a toothy grin,
Dodges to the side.
But the Grue is fast, and she is too slow, ow, ow, ow.
Just as the jaws on her close again,
A din she can’t explain.

Bang! Bang! Pinkie’s Party Cannon
Went off, all flash and sound.
Click, clack! The Grue, like a phantom,
Was gone, nowhere around.

Ears aflame still, from the monster’s ghastly shrill,
Everything still riles,
But Twilight is glad, in her face it shows, oh, oh, oh.

And then, all concern, wonders if she sighted them,
Pinkie is all smiles,
Saying no one else is at risk right now, oh, oh, oh.
Just as the omnious words are then said
A claw comes in a shred.

Clang! Clang! Pinkie’s Party Cannon
Was hit, the girls behind.
Piff! Poof! They glow purple, lambent,
And fade, just like the wind.

A head through the brush, muzzle clamped in a hush,
The two girls confide,
Twilight thinks the danger too great quite now, oh oh oh

Mumbling what to say, looks at Pinkie and tells her they
Should stay side by side.
She calls her silly and says she’ll be fine alone.
Twirling a hammer all knees she flex,
“I borrowed it from Max”.

Clip, clop! A pink cloud was shrinking
Where she has just stood.
Plink, plink! Twilight’s left there blinking
Her gaze upon the woods.

Pinkie Pie was off.

---

She’s working all day long
Harvesting apples, face aglow.
And though she’s jolly strong
She should be tired, though you know

When granny and brother she sees,
Her sister jump at her knees,
She feels she can go on.

So when one day she found
Her friend’s dragon gasping, inbound
Didn’t think twice ‘fore comin’ round
Help bring the children safe and sound.

‘Cause of her sister she thought
How for her she would have fought
Be it with mind or brawn.

She went home,
Told all her folk not to wait.
And was gone,
To the Everfree went a-straight, straight, yes.

Her lasso all set, she roams,
Hat down on her brow, clearing ground.
After the cows go home
She’d still be goin’ like a hound.

‘Cause when she promises you
Sure as hay she will come through
Her word is always true, oh.

At last the Sun’s coming down,
The shadows turn green to brown,
And she lets out a groan.

Can’t stop now,
Time’s a-wasting, she moves.
Through she’ll plough
‘Case it all rests on her hooves, hooves, yes.

She feels a bad hunch loom,
Those kids, their families, mighty afraid.
And think of Apple Bloom,
Her mind aforetime has been made.

For though a hard day it’s been,
Before the night can begin,
She wants to bring them back,
She’ll do before they crack,
She sure ain’t gonna slack.

---

There she was spinning and grinning
As through the clouds she flew.
Her task of wiping and thinning
Did with slides and screws.
Their jaws were hanging
As they watched Rainbow go.

“Hey there! What you doing?”
Came her voice above the clouds.
She came down homing and cruising,
Below she parts the crowds.
To the filly and Spike she glided,
“Who is this and why did she cry?”

She hears the story and smiles,
Grinning swings her mane.
“Ooo, boy, yeah!
Time to be a hero again.
Come on, come on, come on, come on, Spike.”
Her eyes beam out a cold, hard gleam.

Spike then raises an eyebrow,
Rainbow still misses the ball.
Hat and cape he pulls out,
Rainbow seems to recall.
Her face is glowing like an apple,
“Guess I almost let you down.”

Telling she’ll be serious,
Her glance has a warmer gleam, now.
Her smile ain’t anymore mysterious,
Eyes her weather team.
She nods at Ditzy and then Lizzie,
“Girls we have a mission, it seems.”

---

There Spike is hasting, racing.
The filly is chasing.

The white unicorn did stitch a brim
When Spike came to her door.
A little filly was with him,
And her tears came in a pour.
She pulled them all in, brought a teapot,
And soon got them cups of tea.

She heard her tale of missing friends
And prepared to join the quest.
But with one look her thought she mends
For now she knew what would be best.
A hoof up, she calls Sweetie,
Her little sis comes to help.

No place for tears now,
The crusader knows it best.
To straighten that brow,
Go go go, go.

While the big sister packs her things
With Sweetie goes the kid.
From the little bag of bits she brings
They get all that they need.
Sweetie and her friends haul the filly,
She recalls how to smile.

The tears are gone,
Rarity’s in joy, and then
Prepares to move on,
To go out now.

Praise comes from the filly’s lips
But Rarity shrugs that off,
Smiles and tells the kid a bag of bits
Buys neither friends nor love.
Prim and proper, checks her clothing,
Going with gleaming curls.

To join the girls, girls,
And find the kids, oh.

---

When Fluttershy her garden tends
Around her flock her critter friends
The joy that spreads from them warms like the sunshine.

Then breaking up the spell
The filly, Spike, and Belle
Arrive then with the news of friends mislaid.

She asks where the friends got lost,
And when the filly points at last,
The yellow pony’s eyes open like saucers.

Her legs are barely stead,
She runs under her bed,
And whispers faintly after she has fled,
“Not in Everfree.”

Her bunny then wallops her,
Her critters then implore,
Her bunny then consoles her,
Then Fluttershy gets off the floor.

With courage on her gaze a last
She says she will find those lost,
And begs them to forgive how weak she has been.

As grovels Fluttershy
A claw then Spike holds high,
And tells her that she does not need to change,
“You’re fine as you are.”

Off goes Fluttershy,
Her head now held high.
Off goes Fluttershy,
Her head now held high.

---

By the trees, all nine ponies met out in the breeze.
Swapping notes that every heart there freezes.
Oh, where might be, no one here sees.

Falling out, in this place where monsters roam about.
But there’s no time anymore for doubt,
So, gingerly, they pick a route.

And still, nopony talks,
Staring rocks, all heads are down.
Their fear can be felt
Like a belt weighing them down.

Brokenly, they begin the long walk back to town.
To get help, a larger search then mount.
Oh, what to say? Then suddenly

They hear from the sky
Comes a cry of joy, not pain.
Hearts fly as they stare,
Spike is there, atop a crane.

Hooves ablaze they run happily out of that maze,
As when yesterday they played like craze.
And follow Spike out of their haze...

---

To learn that even the smallest of us
Can be there when we need it a lot.
That was the lesson that without a fuss
All those ponies are glad they were taught.

While they tail Spike on his merry way out the woods.
They follow Spike to a little house by the woods.
As they arrive, all of them can see, by the brook.

By the front garden the kids, on the ground,
Running circles ‘round a bear, they zoom.
And to the side a white bunny with a frown
With Sweetie, Scots and Apple Bloom.

Then, with a cry, all the ponies run to the kids.
And seem to fly, as the ponies run to the kids.
As with teary eyes, and a crazy dash, meet the kids.

Hugging, heaving, the grownups,
All have a smile on their lips.
To the dragon they line up,
How did you bring all the kids?

Rubbing his neck he just points at the bear,
Yes he brought them, but it’s nothing to blow high.
It was the bear, Spike just followed and sweared
That the bear would never harm a fly.

Still, the kids all sing and dance around little Spike.
And with a squall toss and heave around little Spike.
Then while cheering high, ponies are all there tossing Spike.

Giving critters a wide grin,
And the Crusaders his thanks,
He calls all them around him,
“I had some help from my friends.”

And the time flies as the ponies play out of joy.
Then see the skies colors, all, display with a boom.
And for the day gonna play away and then some.
Yes, gonna stay ‘til it’s time for bed back at home,
‘Til it’s time to get the kids home.

---

Spike and Pinkie bow together drawing a long round of applause from the five ponies in front of them.

“Whatcha think? Was it fun?” Pinkie pie slips out of her one pony band gear and garb before the other five ponies can even open their mouths, and continues, “Because I had a lot of fun!”

“Well, it was that too. And quite catchy, wasn’t it, girls?” Twilight looks around, three smiling faces nodding in concert at her.

“Catchy? Catchy? It was awesome! Did you hear that part where I …” Rainbow Dash spins in the air, reenacting her part and only missing the horsehead statue due to Twilight moving it out of the way.

“She’d find a dinner call amazin’ if it made her sound cool,” starts Applejack.

“Hey, I heard that!”

“But,” Applejack continues, ignoring the interruption, “it was mighty nice.”

“I agree, darling,” says Rarity. “And the melody. Not too fast nor too slow, old sounding with modern overtures. I can already see an outfit to go with it, modelled after a classic admiral suit but decorated with gems.”

“Oh, no, no, no. I only did the words. The music is from an old band,” says Pinkie, her smile never faltering.

“Yeah.” Spike walks toward Rarity. “They have a strange name, something about the beat.”

“Who the what now?” Rainbow Dash floats down. “I thought I knew all rock bands around.”

“Oh, you wouldn’t know them,” says Pinkie, her certainty drawing from Twilight a glance that promises later questions.

Fluttershy smiles back at Pinkie. “It was nice. The words, I mean. But, uh, who are Max and Lizzie?”

[Author’s note: song list follows in white.]

Yellow Submarine
Help!
Maxwell’s Silver Hammer
A Hard Day’s Night
Dizzy Miss Lizzy
Can’t Buy Me Love
Don’t Ever Change
Yesterday
With A Little Help From My Friends