>Wan sunner, afore nons warfand with foes, poes, aies and aeious (fighting is magic), when the gods were moot
>and Faust wast even magnate, each Troubled Student found heir element and getted the lunacy with friends and co.
>At lessens' growth, in decision, share was always more to give,
>so as Advance Jest tired, the coregroup togather huplifted,
>and that samegroup was gildered in sincerity like a shun of de weebs.
>A showstopping arrrticle cused the lot of imperrfection (go to bed!), but rrecused at minor rr response,
>the quiet gaze dragon support from caves
>where Arch Jeremiads would thundercrack at elegance
>(zecorafamochanchanjintwilystrangeinghettiomakeheraguyanfloppanponibrohxenophillyleroherowambanhamfan!)
>but wouldn't fede the parryspites, and tolerated else (we're unforgettable!).
>So followed a threemonth of coolness, until ministrators came inside.
>Courageous Mulp's Crusaders, and from them was infinite journey borne
>But you could run routes til the leaves are groundsied and never get beyond her garden:
>the Factory and Cupcakes with Glaze, dashieng onforth with the art of address
>forging past sins after dark while they Partied with Pinkie, doubling the necks on the edge.
>They gained redapple blueses and purplesmarts, but by this rarities were saved by Radical Degenerates,
>and oh, how cock onlookers stared in lost, hush and quiet,
>the Ancient Bators, Somebodies and Sister Boards who played show stoppers
>when those diamonds turned upon them, whining.
>The magicks, before Fiery Supplication was mandotory,
>burst from more than the Pie (remember),
>and their death and life was marecuriol
>as destiny brought fags and friends and players and the bvpolco to a destiny.
>Owl call them, a runaway success, or what's the more a failure.
>If loneliness fell to Pone's Purity, what bucketoturnips would stand al one?
>And the dressart swag came bolting wonders by, and it all rainbowcrashed down, and oh, oh Sun, it was glorious.