This? Is Momo's fault. She knows why.
Rainbows
There was a rainbow in the sky, pastel colours spread soft across in a gentle arc.
Two ponys gamboled in the green, green field, filled with huge fragrant pink and orange flowers.
"You know what, Jazz," the pale brown pony said, crushing delicate petals beneath his hooves, "I'm horny."
"No you're not,"
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