These animals don’t listen, no not one little bit. They run around out of control and throw their hissy fit. It’s up to me to stop them ’cause plainly you can see, It’s got to be my destiny and it’s what my cutie mark is telling me.
I try to keep them laughihg,put a smile upon their face. But no matter what I try it semms a bit of a disgrace. I have to entertain them,It’s there for all to see. It’s got to be my destiny and it’s what my cutie mark is telling me.
I don’t care much for pickin’ fruit and plowing fields ain’t judge-a-foot. No matter what I try I cannot fix this busted water chute. I’ve got so many chores to do,It’s no fun being me But it has to my destiny, ’cause It’s what my cutie matk is telling me.
Looky here at what I made,I think that it’s a dress. I know it doesn’t look like much,I’m under some distress. Could y’all give a hand here and help me fix this mess. My destiny is not pretty but It’s what my cutie matk is telling me.
I’m in love with weather patterns but the others have concerns. For I just gave them frost bite over top of their sun burns. I have to keep on trying for everyone can see.
It’s got to be It’s got to be My destiny My destiny And it’s what my cutie mark It’s what my cutie mark. Yes,It’s what my cutie mark is telling me