[Pinkie Pipe]
When I was a little filly and my weed was running out...
 
Twiweed Sparkle: Tell me she's blazed...
 
[Pinkie Pipe]
The black-and-white striped mimies, they would always make me lyme...
 
Raritoke: She is.
 
[Pinkie Pipe]
I'd hide my bong under my pillow
From mimes I thought I saw
But Marley Pie said that wasn't the way
To deal with mimes at all.
 
Rainbow Dab: Then wheed is?
 
[Pinkie Pipe]
She said, "Pinkie you gotta get your bong
Learn to face your fears
Your glassy eyes'll see that they can't stab you
Just smoke to make them disappear."
 
Cough! Cough! Cough!
 
Ponies: [gasp]
 
[Pinkie Pipes]
So, giggleweed at the mimely
Ganjaw at lymely
Choke up at cheegy
Wheed it up with the weedy
Cheedle at the flurple
Snort weed at the blurple
 
And tell that big dumb empty lung to take a knife and stab himself and if he thinks he can lime
 
you then he's got another knife coming and the very idea of a such a thing just makes you
 
wanna... blublublublublub... pfff
 
[in a deep voice because smoke is in her lungs]
TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOKE!