How I Feel About Pinkamena Pie

(I also posted this poem on another site, and I shall bring it here for you all to see.)
You fluffy, pink horse; I yell for you until my voice is coarse
Some days, I hate you; on others, I love you, when I'm worse
The way you sing and dance, my feelings are in a trance
On one side, I want to take an angry stance; or I might give it a chance
In public, I mock your beauty; in private, I call you a cutie
Around others, listening to you is booty; in private, it's my duty
Your smile makes me rant for miles; I bet it could pass every trial
Her scent is cleaner than any file; it alone forces me to phone and dial
Shall I propose; is it to be, or not to be, this is my question.
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