Hello new friend, my name is Fred
the words you hear are in my head.
I say, I said my name is Fred,
and I've been... very naughty.
The story I'm about to tell,
I tell you, I will tell you well,
Is of my dear friend Sweetie Belle,
and just how I've been... naughty.
> Implying I don't know this shit from /x/
> implying you aren't going to kill off a pony instead of the girl
> implying I'm not going to spoil the ending with out any spoiler tags.
It's just pictures of the guy, then some guro of a girl getting murdered the end.
At least ponify the grislers you stupid fuck.
Voila the farm. My friend plays here,
with Apple Bloom, and Scootaloo dear.
My heart beats fast as I drew near,
I feel so nice... and naughty.
I thought just how excited they,
must be that I would come today,
they'd shout "come Fred! huzzah! hooray!
Dear boy you look so... naughty."
That's when my tired eyes beheld,
a rainbow pone, like clouds she smelled,
C-U-N-T is what she spelled,
and that's how I spell... naughty.
Alone was I, with tender Dash,
and all her fur, batting an eyelash,
which, I say, did lead me to climax,
and to be... quite naughty.
The look upon my young love's face,
was sweet as lace,
but in this case,
I realized she... needed space.