Pretty Mare Song


                                            Gosh, it disturbs me to see you Lyra

                                            Looking so down in the dumps

                                            Every mare here'd love to be you, Lyra

                                            Even when taking your lumps

                                            There's no mare in town as admired as you

                                            You're everyone's favorite gal

                                            Everyone's awed and inspired by you

                                            And it's not very hard to see why

                                            No one's slick as Lyra

                                            No one's quick as Lyra

                                            No one's flank's as incredibly thicc as Lyra's

                                            For there's no mare in town half as marely

                                            Perfect, a pure paragon

                                            You can ask any Shim, Glim, or Trixie

                                            And they'll tell you whose team they prefer to be on

                                            Who play cards like Lyra?

                                            Who break hearts like Lyra?

                                            Who's much more than the sum of her parts like Lyra?

                                            "As a unicorn, yes, I'm intimidating"

                                            My, what a gal, that Lyra!

                                            "I needed encouragement, thank you Bonbon."

                                            Well, there's no one as easy to bolster as you

                                            Too much?

                                            "Yep"

                                            No one fights like Lyra

                                            Douses lights like Lyra

                                            In a wrestling match nobody bites like Lyra

                                            When I steal, my cheeks are quiet no snitchin'

                                            And cooks of the grains say a prayer

                                            First I carefully slip into the kitchen

                                            no oats left behind

                                            Is that fair?

                                            I don't care

                                            No one hits like Lyra

                                            Matches wits like Lyra

                                            In a spitting match nobody spits like Lyra

                                            "I'm especially good at expectorating"

                                            Ten points for Lyra

                                            "When I was a girl, I ate four bags of oats

                                            Every morning to help me get large

                                            And now that I'm grown, I eat five bags of oats

                                            So I'm roughly the size of a barge"

                                            Who has brains like Lyra

                                            Entertains like Lyra!

                                            Who can make up these endless refrains like Lyra

                                            "I got stuck in ceiling fans rotating again"

                                            Say it again

                                            Who's the mare among mares?

                                            Who's the super success?

                                            Don't you know? can't you guess?

                                            Ask his fans and his five hangers-on

                                            There's just one gal in town, who's got all of it down

                                            And her name's L-O-I-R

                                            I believe there's another I

                                            It just occurred to me that I'm illiterate

                                            And I've never actually have to spell it out loud before

                                            Lyra