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- >Twas Hearths Warming Eve in Ponyville Town
- >The happy small horses were settling down
- >They sat by the fire with the ones that they loved
- >And prayed that the Wendigos stayed high above
- >But down in the borough was one grumpy bum
- >His name was Anon, and he yelled with a grumb
- This holiday season has me in a mood.
- I'm cold and alone, and I don't have any food.
- >It was then that he heard three knocks and an "EEP"
- Even on Holidays, her lust doesn't sleep...
- >He opened the door, and there stood a horse
- >Who was yellow and pink and horny, of course
- >"G-g-good evening Anon, I hope you're w-well."
- I was actually busy in personal hell.
- >"W-well that won't do!" Saaid the horse, with a shiver
- >And through his legs to the house she did slither
- Goddamnit Fluttershy, why are you here?
- >"I just want to give you some holiday cheer!"
- >From under her wing, she pulled out a creature
- >From every animal, he had a feature
- >"Good evening, Anonymous!" cried Discord with glee
- >And quick as a flash, he was wrapped a hug
- >"Now Flutters and I stole your journal last week,"
- >A clone of Discord pulled out a rug
- >"And we learned of your holiday, which sounds really neat."
- >Flutters set up a table and lit up some candles
- >And Discord, he set them on top of his antler
- >He popped off his horn and set it on the altar
- >Anon tried to make words, but his mouth it did falter
- >Their Hannukah setup would have made him say "Aw"
- Goddamnit you retards I celebrate Kwanzaa
- >The candles blew out, and the room it fell silent
- >Perhaps it was harsh, but he said what he meant
- >Discord cried, and Fluttershy weeped
- >And Anon couldn't help but feel like a creep
- >They stole from you, those thieving mongs
- >But they at least made an effort, even if it was wrong
- >Anon strode to the table and picked up a match
- This is how you light them. Watch.
- >The duo stopped crying and focused with intent
- >And the human felt a glow from deep in his chest
- >To share with others, and to act your best
- >Perhaps this is what the holidays meant?
- >The evening passed as he made yuletide gay
- >It may not have been perfect, but it was still a nice day
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