Pygmy Pony

Sometimes

We must make impossible sacrifices

To prevent desperate strategies

Turning to malignant fraud

Then all manner of tactics

We can afford

Even if the world we never toured

Or a number of lovely lasses

Amoured

At least with our panache intact

On the field of battle we roared

Sometimes

Our victory is worth the loss

And though we reap a crop

Of Myntal Toss

And become a Flycoon

And ride the Pygmy Pony

Into Toon

Still we secure our fate

And attend a love that is soon

To be

A love that is free

Povey 2014