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You can take them in your arms, it was meant to be
Drop the steed, interbreed, and fulfill my need
for her snowpity, I’m so greedy for that human on pony
Once you go mare nothing can compare
All the women they just won't dare
Women, don't have something, called snowpity
That can make you twist, and turn, and squirm, at the drop of a hat
Keep your women, ponies got me harder
We’ll bang more, and the children, will be better
Tell me they’re not real but you got no reason
Get ‘em in my bed, and it’s open season