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We want to teach you how to ride a pony,
We may lack bravado but at least we’re not phony.

Once you’re on this pony it’s a cinch to get off, It’ll take you to the moon. It’s true, don’t scoff.

This pony can fly and when it’s through with you, You’ll have seen Toledo, Vienna even Katmandu.

With wings that stretch from here to Venus, This pony is made of players, (none of which has a penis).

So jump on the saddle, dig your spurs in its side, Hope Rides a Pony guarantees the wildest ride.