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Marigold: Oh, I am so beautiful that is is socially awkwarrrrd... Yes, people say I am arrogant, but I suspect it is out of envyyyy... Phoebe: I'm not sure why I thought I could teach a unicorn to sing the blues. Marigold: Let us now take it from the top.
On the day I was foaledThe whole herd gathered roundThey gazed in wild wonderAt the joy they had foundThe head mare spoke upSaid, ’Leave this one alone."She could tell right awayThat I was cute to the boneCute to the boneCute to the bo-honnnneCute to the bone.————————————————With apologies to George Thoroughbred…I-I mean ThoroughGOOD.