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The baby ponycorn took a long drink from the 
Still water of the pond.  
The Enchanted forest kept her safe and sound
Though the reflection in the water gave her
Chills that nearly woke the unicorns of old
From there dead slumber 
Beyond the edge of the cliff where
A fatal lunge they took,
Saving the townspeople from the 
Dark and grinning Drago 
Thousands of years ago...

Now Drago had returned!
Through the ripples of the water
His dark and sallow face
Glared up at ponycorn.
She hobbled away from the riverbed
Staggering through the tall grass...

On her toddler legs she tottered
Into the city ruins, astrewn with the carnage
Of past battles, she stood against a small stone wall
Which rose into a tall pillar.

As she closed her eyes
In hopes of dreaming
Of centuries past, 
She smelled smoke 
Through her nostrils...

Her eyes shot open 
To the sight of Drago
Charging towards her 
On a water buffalo,
A torch high in hand,
Laughing hysterically...

The lean, sturdy little ponycorn
Blinked tears out of her eyes
As she flared her baby ponycorn nostrils,
Kicked dirt up with her left hind leg,
And charged!

Thus is the tale of the last ponycorn.

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