Pinkamena tried

To live a happy lie

Told herself to go away

Out popped a Pinkie

Everybody's thinking

Pinkie Pie's here to stay

What they don't know is

Pinkie Pie's foe is

Much too sturdy to sway

When you try to lie

To yourself and deny

Your true nature, you decay

A melancholic mood

Soon struck, and she viewed

Her heart in disarray

What could she do

To set things anew

Her true feelings, to convey

The answer was simple

She'd make them all tremble

In fear, to be made her prey

To gamble one's life

On the edge of a knife

Was true art she'd like to say

But not quite so filling

As the screams and the killing

She'd slake her thirst from this day

The sun rose to light

The moon out of sight

And Pinkie Pie readied her rays

The whirs and the clanks

Of her intricate cranks

Ground music out into the fray

Out went the lies

For Pinkamena Pie