Well, you can clearly see...
...my timing's so-so.
A chance to bust rhymes? Let's give it a go:
A season for fallow, much sense it makes
Perhaps not as a reminder of past mistakes.
But instead, a simpler reason suggests
They have enough food, why not take a rest?
Ponies say they enjoy their wintertime sport
When the snow falls heavy and days grow short
Grow food all year round? Most chuckle and say
A dull pony is born by all work and no play.
If nine months are needed to produce for a year
Why not have three more to spread joy and good cheer?
So winter exists for the farmer's respite
His stores are full, let him laugh for a night
Let all be merry, as the snow grows higher
Come, take a seat, here's your place by the fire.
(From Zecora to Seuss, I fear I have strayed
It is how I rhyme, do not feel betrayed)