AnnaAlice13

The Ballad of Big Mac Come hear the tale of Macintosh, Big Mac to all his friends, the love he won, but almost lost, of fame that never ends. He spent his days out in a field not far from Ponyville, gath'ring his orchard's fruitful yield with all his bucking skill. "Big Mac, you take care now y'hear!" said A. J. in alarm, "Keep buckin' like that an' Ah've a fear You'll do yerself some harm!" Big Mac replied, "Don' worry none," as apples fell like rain, "Jus' mah way of 'gettin' 'er done'!" and went to buck again. He bucked the tree, and with a crash the center of it split. The falling trunk, quick as a flash, the stallion'