human beings fascinate me being just the way they are tell me little pony can you
push a cart or drive a car liar is my instrument but humans from their sweet
guitar it's a mystery anthropology fingers toes and tiny noses
Brown the share and tender skin would it be too much to ask to see the world
they're living in every pony tells me that it's all them faked mythology it's
a mystery anthropology aren't you bored of
brushing your coats styling your mane you're fools I don't mean to butt in or
gloat but ancient history
humans don't have wings or magic they not read it they don't care oh my guts
imagination new inventions everywhere babies children scenes and elders all
alike have clothes to wear it's so real to me anthropology Albert
Einstein Cleopatra William Shakespeare Elton John Michael Phelps Barack Obama
who's to say that they're Oh God maybe humans like us too and dress like us at
comic-con it's surreal to me anthropology yeah they had a couple of
fights nobody's perfect you see still I say I'm born with the rights to
study whatever I please
I don't need to horse around now I can't stand on two legs I will trade my magic
powers for a pair of new legs grab the camera come on zoom in because their
favorite mares are human me that is who I'll be
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