Its awfully bad luck on diana
Her ponies have swallowed their bits
She fished down their throats with a spanner
And frightened them all into fits
So now shes attempting to borrow
Do lend her some bits mummy do
Ill lend her my own for tomorrow
But today Ill be wanting them too
Just look at prunella on guzzle
The wizardest pony on earth
Why doesnt she slacken his muzzle
And tighten the breech in his girth
I say mummy theres mrs. geyser
And doesnt she look pretty sick
I bet its because mona lisa
Was hit on the hock with a brick
Miss blewitt says monica threw it
But monica says it was joan
And joans very thick with miss blewitt
So monicas sulking alone
And margaret failed in her paces
Her withers got tied in a noose
So her coronets caught in the traces
And now all her fetlocks are loose
Oh its me now Im terribly nervous
I wonder if smudges will shy
Shes practically certain to swerve us
Her pelham is over one eye
Oh wasnt it naughty of smudges
Oh mummy Im sick with disgust
She threw me in front of the judges
And my silly old collarbones bust