Purple Steed Came To the Party
The unicorn ball was in full neigh.
When a purple steed came in to play.
Who is he? Asked the mares.
Some thought he put on airs.
Steeds snotty, thought he’d whisk their girls away.
His ribbons were of silver and gray.
His laughter was a titillating bray.
Girlfriends he did not care
Was not looking for a mare
He liked them not. Was totally gay.
Everyone opened up to him.
Oh, he’s cute! Look at his chin!
Competition gone.
Now gentle as a fawn
They included and loved this purple him!
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