Let me tell you a story about a kid
bruised battered beaten and broken from
people trying to keep a lid on his


creativity, the epitome,
of the results of society's faults

unable to find a place where he could rest

but he always tried his best to please his peers

he kept his chin up, even in face of all the jeers

but evetually the kid suffered under a break down

and when he hit the bottom he wondered if anything could turn his frown into

a smile again, until he found MLP

he broke away from the B-tards and started to see
that through loving and tolerance, he could finally free
himself from the people keeping him down indiscriminately


it was criminal, how they sent subliminal messages to his brain
thank Celstia the ponies swooped in, and stopped the pain


so everypony take a note, take it from F3
that this is really what it means to be a Brony