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Message thread at CPP
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May Story & Poem Contest Rules: Winning stories and poems will be published in Pony Pals Magazine. All entries must be original, meaning that the member who enters them must have written the text. To be eligible the story or poem must have a horse or pony in it someplace. Stories should be suitable for all ages, including younger members. All entries published in the Magazine will earn 500 Wiggins Bucks, the best stories and poems will earn 3000 Wiggins bucks and trophy for the writer. Pony writer quills are awarded every day, remember to quit the scavenger hunt and restart it after you get your quill to earn a higher score. May Story & Poem Contest Rules: Winning stories and poems will be published in Pony Pals Magazine. All entries must be original, meaning that the member who enters them must have written the text. To be eligible the story or poem must have a horse or pony in it someplace. Stories should be suitable for all ages, including younger members. All entries published in the Magazine will earn 500 Wiggins Bucks, the best stories and poems will earn 3000 Wiggins bucks and trophy for the writer. Pony writer quills are awarded every day, remember to quit the scavenger hunt and restart it after you get your quill to earn a higher score. | Jane Crandal & JB | 2019-04-28 01:07:39 | | Free
By Wind Drummer
You don't need to be in style
You don't have to look the part
If you have traveled many miles
It's there, that you have a start
You don't need to copy those girls
You already shine so bright
A true, amazing, shining pearl
You have it all without a fight
You are not trapped
You are free
Without all that,
Those girls see
You are amazing
Wonderful
Shining
Free to be who you want
When you ride you shine so bright
You and your horse together
Both are angels
Amazing and free
Both you, and your horse
| Wind drummer & Renaria | 2019-05-05 04:07:37 | | My Pony
You wouldn't know him in a crowd
He's rather indistinct
He isn't flashy or loud
But he and I are linked
His colors aren't bright
His mane doesn't wave in the sky
He isn't tall or short, he's just right
And when he jumps, he can't seem to fly
But he's my pony
I could never find another
When we're together I'm not lonely
Even the stars pull us together
So all you other riders
Who think your ponies the best
Just remember this memoir
Of a pony who lives up to the test
| Bravelion & Snowflake | 2019-05-14 01:26:28 | | Ghost is a horse. He is wild. He lives in the vast plains of Indiana. One day
ghost felt uneasy. He looked up and he saw a huge thing of water. He galloped away and took shelter in a cave. And he found a friend. And they lived happily ever after. | lily275 & Mary Legs | 2019-05-14 16:23:25 | | Have you herd of the horse? His pumping muscles, his flying main? Have your herd of the horse? Wild and free who roams the vast mountain and plain? Have your herd of the horse? Wild or tame who I love with all of my heart? For their is no horse not worthy of my love. | autumn morning & Liberty | 2019-05-22 21:56:38 | | One day I was playing in the meadow. With my friend Flicka. And Moon Dancer. When I smelled smoke. The lead mare signaled for us to run into the lake. So we all did. It was very hot in the middle of the lake. When the forest fire was over we went back to where we lived and we noticed that everything was burned up. so we stared at what was left of the meadow. then I grew up. and lived funnily ever after. | lily275 & Mary Legs | 2019-05-22 22:30:27 | | Into the Woods
By Wind Drummer
I once went to the woods with my pony
The place where it's dark and lonely
Not a single person, not a single soul
The dark so dark, it goes deep, boring a hole
Not a single footstep to be heard
Just the noise of a flapping bird
But even the birds are dark and dreary
So very dark, you cannot hear me
But if i'm with my pony, I'm fine
Her and me, we are safe, together fine
| Wind drummer & Renaria | 2019-05-23 00:54:36 | | Hi. Hi. My name my name is piano. I am a Morgan. of course piano is a very weird name. But it isn't my fault. It's my masters fault. Because he is proud of his piano. He sits their all day playing that piano. Which gets annoying. My friend trumpet. His master plays the trumpet with him and they make such a banging ruckus and his friend drummer who is a morgan two. Makes a very loud drumming noise with his master as well. And we get sick and tired hearing that drumming noise all day. It's so bugging some. Then along came the most horriblest thing I ever thought of. Another male horse named Flutey. That made matters even worse. Know their was a banging piano, plus an earie trumpety sound, and a high pitched eary flute. And a banging drum. Which I am proud to say I got sold and I lived happily ever after. | lily275 & Mary Legs | 2019-05-26 16:01:09 | |
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