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