[Zecora's right hoof twitches without any conscious control of hers, like a limb jerking just before sleep hits fully. Then it steps forward, followed by her left hoof, and before she knows it the zebra is turning a circle and back, laughing as she does.]

Magic indeed, as around I prance
Unable to keep from joining the danced.
Quite a feat from quite a lute
Your playing clearly bears wild fruit!