The Faerie Skeith
by indulgences

I never liked the Skeith before.
I thought it quite inelegant.
Its face was so sarcastic, and
Its eyes were narrow, prone to squint.

But then I saw the Faerie Skeith
And gasped with adoration true.
I loved its wings so bright and clear,
And loved its body's azure hue.

Its feelers dangled gracefully
Above a face now confident.
Delightful freckles on its head
Were pretty, pink and opulent.

I love the Faerie Skeith so much.
I plan to make one someday soon.
Amazing is the Faerie Skeith,
So radiant, I simply swoon!

The Wobbling Gobbling Skeith
by livforpeace

The Wobbling Gobbling Skeith
He eats and eats and eats
He wobbles away throughout the day
Looking for something to feast

The Wobbly Gobbly Skeith
He sleeps and sleeps and sleeps
He naps away, doesn’t like to play
Unless you’ll give him some treats

The Wobble Gobble Skeith
He weeps and weeps and weeps
Now other skeiths say to stay away
Because he smells distinctly of grease

One Very Hungry Skeith
by lil_reef

One very hungry skeith,
With dull and grimy teeth,
Ate far too many sweets,
And got a tooth ache.

One very hungry skeith,
With dull and aching teeth,
Could barely eat a sweet,
And sulked around all day.

One very hungry skeith,
With a mouth with no teeth,
Couldn't eat even meat,
And ventured to the Tooth Faerie.

One very angry faerie,
With teeth white as dairy,
Looked at the skeith's defeat,
And replaced all his teeth.

One very hungry skeith,
With new and shiny teeth,
No longer ate any sweets,
But ate lots of fruits,
And ten pounds of meat!

The Splendid Skeith Who Saves Everyone's Loot
by _brainchild_

At Neopia's grand bank,
There's someone who should be thanked.
He protects everyone's stuff,
Yet he isn't praised enough.

The manager is a green Skeith
Who puts in an effort to keep
Your hard-earned Neopoints most safe.
In his work you should have faith!

Robbers shall succeed no more.
No gold at all shall be scored
By thieves under the watchful eye
Of this Skeith with so much pride.

Your Neopoints are safe with him,
So go there and deposit them.
You needn't worry—he shall save
Your loot from those who misbehave.

Sherlock the Skeith
by alyndasgallery

There once was a Skeith,
And his name was Sherlock.
He loved solving puzzles,
While he worked on the clock.

His expertise sure was well known.
All Neofolk knew of his name.
A good mystery kept him intrigued,
He didn't do it for fortune or fame.

With his trusty helpers,
He makes use of brains and wit.
To sort out mysteries far and wide,
With his special sleuthing kit.

No mystery was too difficult,
No riddle he could not solve.
No request was too big or small,
He tackled all with great resolve.

This clever Skeith was smart,
Could catch folks at their own game.
So if you have a problem,
Call Sherlock - that's his name.