The lights dim, and the crowd quiets. When a bright pink pony appears on the projection screen, the eight people onstage begin trotting along with it. One man, wearing a shiny pink hat shaped like a pony’s mane, leads the others in song:
“Come on, every pony, smile, smile, smile! Fill my heart up with sunshine, sunshine! All I really need’s a smile, smile, smile! From these happy friends of mine!”
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