One day King Sombra woke up from a nap,
He found he was sober, and so bitches he couldn't slap.
This just wouldn't do since drunk everything was better,
And so he went to his closet and put on his sombrero.
He went to the bar, where sad ponies were drinking,
And seeing their faces, he then started thinking.
A thousand year gone, this was bad for the economy,
And so he hired them all for his dungeon of sodomy.

After thoroughly enjoying his vast dungeon of sodomy,
King Sombra realized that he was feeling rather ill.
He went to his evil doctor, who told the king he needed a vasectomy,
And he was just the doctor with the required skill.

King Sombra knew not why the procedure was needed,
So he ordered his doctor to explain the problem in detail.
The doctor explained how all the fucking had caused the flow of the king's blood to be impeded,
Yet this was all bullshit and everything that would entail.

The procedure was underway, yet a vasectomy this was not,
But rather a magical operation which only chaos would bring.
The King's body and mind was split and cut alot,
Into three entities which would slap Harmony like a man with lots of bling.