Anon - Everything is Rhyming

Day everything is rhyming because fuck you in Equestria

Now here is a story I hope that you'll like, although there's no moral to be kept in your sights
In the old storage room, behind the old school, between the old fields and past the old pool
There's a pair of new lovers, a lass and a lad, now what are they doing? Could it be bad?

But first there are names and these you should know, if this story should have any sensible flow
Now the lads name is Anon, a handsome young man, quick to make friends, and good with his hands
And the lady is Rarity, an Innocent girl, with a generous view of her friends and the world.

It's dark and it's dusty, and there's no soul but the two, now what do you think this pair is up to?
Hey, now wait just a minute! It's not what you think! These students are pure! There's no fetish or kink!
They were doing some chores, they volunteered for the task! For that is what Ms. Luna had asked

Now she was sweeping the floor while he stacked up supplies, So this job was a bore, prone to wandering eyes
And this he had done and regretted it fast, as the pretty young lady kept wandering past
And he watched her wander and he watched her with wonder for she was a beauty unlike any other

So as she sweeps with the broom, her hips follow suit, And since they're alone his heart can't stay mute
So he sneaks up behind her and steals a small kiss , then she gives a big one away and puts him bliss
So his hands start to wander as the girl had done, hoping in vain for the promise of fun

But the girl she stops him and and that's just because, it's not that she wants to! She HAS to! she DOES!
And then she reminds him of the promise he swore to treat her like a lady and not like a whore
For she believed in songs in which love had sang and she would be pure till her wedding bells rang