Pinkie rammed into Twilight; they flipped head over hooves.
All because Twilight did not have the moves,
To whoo her super sexy chicken friend,
And romantic notions on this night to send.
She pinned the pony, and stared her down.
Pinkie was frightened by the frown,
That Twilight wore in concentration,
What looked to Pinkie, irritation.
Twilight found herself with words lacking,
And her resolve had started slacking.
She took a breath, and then took two,
And then she knew what she should do.
She looked into those big bright eyes,
And made herself silence the lies,
That whispered in and twitched her ear,
And tried to stoke the fires of fear.
She steeled herself and gazed back down,
As all the world muted its sound,
And Twilight bent, she would not miss,
She caught the pink pony in passionate kiss.
And wonders of wonders on this Nightmare Night,
Pinkie Pie deigned not to fight,
With these events she was quite alright,
What happened next was out of sight.
Commentary from Donny’s Boy
Twinkie make-outs! Huzzah! Always nice to see a bit of poetry submitted, and I liked that the very beginning and end of this were super silly while there was a hint of seriousness in the middle. I also must find a way to work the phrase “super sexy chicken friend” into my next conversation.