There was a little sandy colt,

sitting on a stone

Weeping, crying, all the day alone

Rise up, sandy colt

Wipe those tears away

Chose the one you love the best

and run, run away.

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Incubus, the first couple of months in Equestria, had a hard time becoming accustomed to the world and its inhabitants. To be suddenly dumped into a world so static and confusing left the colt feeling lost and cornered often. When things were truly overwhelming, Desert would be there to hum a little tune.

Note: This is an old song my mother used to sing to me back when I was a child. Though my memory of the lyrics seems to be a bit off. Not sure.