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DAY OF GIVING SPECIAL
the night wind blows
cold, but all around in
their houses warm and safe,
young Neopets slumber
and dream dreams sweet and fair.
And as the moon rises higher and the
night draws on, old Scorchy Claws,
suited in red and in white, puffs
Scorchio flames to warm himself in
the cold winter air, and squeezes himself
and his bag full of surprises, into
each silent, slumbering Neohome.
There he places carefully wrapped toys
in extravagant heaps under every little
Christmas tree, bedecked in green and red,
and he works thus, old Scorchy Claws,
until the pink dawn tinges the eastern sky,
for the Day of Giving is at hand,
a time to delight,
A Happy Valley Day of Giving!
The day the Valley doth embrace,
The season's jolly in this place.
The Day of Giving thrives right here,
A bastion of merry cheer!
The lights reflect on ice, aglow,
So softly shimmer on the snow.
Within the Wintery Petpet store,
Dwell tiny creatures all adore.
With hope their spirits dance and lift,
Should they be chosen as a gift.
The Ice Cream Cart with snow is laced,
There's magic in each tiny taste!
Icicles like diamonds drip,
As on the ice, the Bruces slip.
The Advent hut brings merry joy,
As each pet gains a brand-new toy.
Under every snow-tipped tree,
There are gifts as far as all can see!
A scent of fruit and season's treats
Does linger in the Valley's streets.
From Slushie Shop it drifts aloft,
Delicious, tempting, high and soft.
A scene this day doth soon create,
As Valley deems to celebrate!
A Neopian Winter's Eve
There's something in the air tonight,
As I look out the frosted window.
The snowdrifts shine in silver light,
And stars above like faeries do glow.
The green tree boughs are draped in white,
A blanket made of sugary snow.
I hear faint sleigh bells somewhere near,
And Neopets are playing with snowballs.
In other houses, Christmas cheer
Is heard caroling as the white flakes fall.
Bulbs drape my house from ear to ear,
And holly branches decorate the halls.
The flames in hearth are warm and few,
And in my mug, the cocoa gives off steam.
The gifts are stacked up two by two,
Beneath the tree that shines with coloured gleam.
I watch my yawning, small Weewoo,
And then my cheeks with red begin to beam.
As Uni hooves clop-clop out on the street,
A Neopian winter's eve just can't be beat.
Celebrating in Terror Mountain
With a bracing dash of winter cheer,
Neopian holiday time is here,
One whole year we have been waiting,
For the joyful month of Celebrating.
Now it's arrived, so quick, make haste,
Rush off to the frozen, icy wastes
Of Terror Mountain, heaped with snow,
Yet bright with a warm and cheery glow,
Of Neopets, their arms wrapped tight,
Around shining gifts to give tonight.
Taelia is waiting with a smile,
And gifts for those who'll help a while.
The scratchcard Wocky has a winner,
If you don't become the Snowager's dinner.
At the Igloo Garage Sale, every item's free,
Just the way the Day of Giving ought to be.
The Toy Repair Shop's stuffed to the seams,
Fixing the toys of little Neopets' dreams.
And the Advent Calendar's the final destination,
For all joining in this happy celebration.
The Day of Giving is finally here,
Don't miss all the festive cheer.
Terror Mountain's the place to stay,
And join this Neopian holiday.
Ode to Silent Neopia
Silent night, snowy sight,
Neopets sleeping, snuggled and tight.
Presents laid out before the tree,
Great surprises for all to see!
Stockings hang from the chimneys tall
Filled with gifts, large or small!
Spread the season's cheer today!
With new toys, the Neopets will play.
The seasonal dinner will be ready soon...
The pleasant aroma fills the room!
The snow will fall so softly to the ground,
Gentle laughter will echo around!
Sleep tight, Neopia, sleep;
For soon, it is the glorious Day of Giving.
On the Day of Giving
Running down the mountainside,
Covered in powdered snow,
Carrying bags of presents,
To Weltrude's house they go.
Gifts for all Neopets,
Naughty or nice all year.
For on the Day of Giving,
Good behaviour always appears.
Maybe they will get coal,
While some receive the best.
Paint brushes, Neggs, plushies,
All better than the rest.
Pass around the Borovan,
Gingerbread baking away,
Seasonal pudding finished,
As the Neopets all play.
Even villains celebrate,
Giving to one another.
Sloth hugs his Grundo plush,
In makeup Vira is smothered.
Snow dances in the sky,
Strings of lights aglow,
Garlands hung about,
Holiday music flows.
A night of winter wonder,
Happiness is in the air.
On the Day of Giving,
In which all Neopets share.
On the twenty-fifth of Celebrating,
I headed up to the cold.
It was mystic, amongst the ice,
Thousands of years old.
I went to the Advent Calendar
To collect my Christmas prize,
But there was a sign saying no more Advent,
Which was quite a big surprise.
I looked at the note and I sat in the snow,
Thinking hard of solutions.
So that we could be glad, and not have to have
An abysmal New Year's resolution.
Poking around I noticed a sight;
It was black and seemed to flit around,
And I walked up and saw, 'twas the Shadow Usul,
Crying without a sound.
She sniffled and looked up and I saw her pain,
And she said "I know not what to do!
I tried to collect, but it wouldn't give.
I didn't mean to take Christmas from you!"
She held up a package wrapped in red and green,
And I took her hand, raising her high.
It started to flurry, as if there was a trigger
For ice to drift from the sky.
I placed the package in front of the Calendar,
And grinned from ear to ear
As the note drifted off and it opened up
For all to see and hear.
And so we set aside our differences
We were just friends, from pet to pet,
And even though it was a temporary truce,
It's one we will never forget.
It's festive time! And all around
Bells a-ring and trumpets sound,
There are mugs and trees and furs.
It's Giving day! All through the land
Neopians feel cheery;
Whether they live on rock or sand,
Whether they're finned or hairy.
It's Christmas time! Or at least
It's very, very near;
The time of gluttony and feast,
Of goodwill and of cheer.
It's festive time! There are wisps of snow
Floating near and far;
Showing those who want to know
It's time to shout HA-HA!
It's festive time, there are treats and things,
All manner of delight;
And faeries rise on snow-crested wings
To wish all a good night.
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