Pinkie Clause

She packs up her sleigh all ready to go

A flurry of flakes frosts the cold air

And into white skies ascends the pink mare

Glittering magic encircles her ride

As she travels the night on this joyous yuletide

And quiet beneath the breath of the breeze

She slides down a chimney, suppressing a sneeze

Then quickly she creeps toward the colorful tree

Tugging her bags from the hearth to the wall

The pony takes out a soft and plush doll

And then she proceeds to set out more toys

While trying her hardest to not make a noise

And all through the night does this little mare go

Silent as secrets so no-pony knows

The generous warmth that she shares from within

Is sent through the presents that she has given

A smile as wide as the sunlit horizon

That glows on the snow like a radiant diamond

Graces her mouth as she happily jeers

And crawls into bed as the morning appears

She listens a bit for the foals’ happy cheers

And falls into slumber as soon as she hears.