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Come See the Cuddlebug
Thanks to the School of Friendship, Equestria has reached out to surrounding lands far and wide. Dragons, Griffons, Yaks, Changelings, Hippogriffs, Kirin, and more have all walked its halls alongside their pony companions as students. But adjusting to a new environment can be stressful. What’s a student to do when they need to ease their anxiety? Why, visit the Cuddlebug, of course. —————————————————————————————————————————— —————————————————————————————————————————— *knock knock knock* I look up from my papers over to the ajar door. “Hello?” The door opens, followed by a feminine voice. “Uh… hi.” A round, pale face with long red hair peers around the side of the door. “I signed up for your one o’clock slot?” “Oh! Come in!” Of course I got distracted working on my dissertation. I look down at yesterday’s sign-up sheet on the right side of my desk. “You’re… Cassie?” A clothed, bipedal girl slowly walks in, closing the door behind her. “Yeah, that’s me.” These humans just
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Walk Poem
As I walk the pond’s perimeter,
Its water undisturbed,
A heron guards it proudly.
It is clearly unperturbed
By the people passing by,
Each taking pictures of his stance.
He treats them like the colored leaves
That fall when they’ve the chance.
The trees of every age
Take October’s chill in stride
Like the sparrows in their birdhouses
Who’ve huddled down inside.
The students leaving Kessel
Disregard the loud construction
As they flock toward the library
So they can follow their instruction.
With midterms ‘round the corner
I should prob’ly do the same,
But that soft breeze blowing through my hair
Is calling
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The Phoenix
Once upon a midday sun, while I worked with lack of fun,
O’er some papers and proposals from the nobles, all a bore,
My head nodded, nearly rocking. Suddenly, there came a tocking
As if one was lightly knocking, knocking at my office door.
“It’s my guard,” I stated simply, “knocking at my office door.
He shan’t need knock anymore.”
I called to him, “Entrance granted,” but my thoughts were then supplanted
When he came in, body slanted, bowing down toward the floor,
Asking, “What’s your pleasure, Highness?” I then answered with mocked dryness
That I don’t condone su
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