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Rudolph found me
In the aisle of misfit toys
With the tag
Not suitable for girls and boys
This monsterous abomination
Has no place
So they recalled the pony
For extra space
A new superhero
Was to replace
You can tell an instant classic
Just by the case
I was left behind
Left behind to die
I thought I was a horse
With unstoppable force
I'd be the lead
For the new stallion course
You're breeds outdated
You've been done faded
Look around yourself
By your own kind hated
I was exiled
Profile defiled
Now all that's left
Is a government file...
Ten miles east
You will find
Never never never land
Out of my mind
Wanna get there?
Just follow the signs
You find yours
And I'll find mine
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