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GADGADSBOGEN SPECIAL

A Good, Good Day
By Mamasimios

Seeds were scattered to the wind
To sow new fruits for Gadgadsbogen.
The annual festival now draws near,
The highlight of Mystery Island's year.

The loamy soil rich and deep
Has cradled the seeds while they sleep.
The tropical rain sang a tune to lull
Each germ of fruit within its hull.

The jungle winds now gently blow
And whisper to the seeds to grow.
The leafy palms up in the trees
Soon add their voices on the breeze.

The sun stretches with its fingers reaching
Beneath the earth and beseeching
Each plant to burst through its encasement
And leave the soil's long embracement.

The Island itself encourages the fruit to grow
To mark spring's triumph over winter's hold.
After sleeping all year beneath the earth,
The fruit's blooming spurs the Island's rebirth.

Seeds were scattered to the wind
To sow new fruits for Gadgadsbogen.
The gift of an earth faerie, they say,
Guarantees the Island's "good, good day."

Tropical Foods Shopkeeper on Gadgadsbogen
By Larkspurlane

Another year has gone by,
Another few hundred sunsets,
And we stand once more at the eve
Of the Festival of Gadgadsbogen.

The Tropical Foods Shopkeeper am I,
And will be for years to come.
And this year, as in former ones,
I wait to see which of my prized fruit
Will vanish forever --
But more than that, I wait to learn
What precious new fruit
Llugh's seed-sowing will yield.
A fruit to match the sweetness
Of the Tagobo, or perhaps the tartness
Of the yellow Lemwart,
Or maybe some hard old fruit
Tougher than the Grondik Root?

To think, to think this all started
With a bet between friends
And a simple Yellow Juppie.
The moral here is clear, but I will
Restate it anyway, while your mouth is full
Of Fruit Scones and Puchini --
The smallest seed may yield
The greatest, most unexpected results,
If good will has sown it,
And it comes from the heart.

The Gadgads Disaster
By Icesmith

Come and gather in this sunny abode,
Mingle in the sun and salute,
As we cherish and praise the wonderful taste
That belongs to the sweet, sweet... fruit?!
Hey, wait a minute, this can't be right,
Who wants to worship something so dull?
It tastes so gruesome and feels so icky,
I'm afraid my feelings do remain null!

I mean, just look at some of this stuff,
The Green Octopepper bulges so wide,
Its tentacles lunge at me, I'm afraid to touch,
You want me to celebrate? I'd much rather hide!

And, oh my goodness, what is that?
A what? Tobbie Fruit, you say?
Pink and yellow? And what a sour smell,
I'm afraid I'll have to beckon you away!

A Twirly Fruit? I've never heard of it,
But the appearance of it is quite weird,
It seems to just go round and round,
My motion sickness! Oh, just what I feared!

But that does not mean that I prefer the dull,
As this Flatfruit is simply absurd!
The base, so boring, and the top, how weak,
The Twirly Fruit I much preferred!

So, as you can see, I'm afraid I am done,
And from Gadgadsbogen I must depart,
I bid you farewell, what a disgusting day,
And with my Chokato Burger I will dart!

Gadgadsbogen
By Kittybergin

Do
You
Seek
A
Fruit
?
Then come to Mystery
Island, when the festival
Takes place. For here you'll find
Fruits aplenty, in forms unknown 'til now,
And festivities as well. For during the Festival
Of Gadgadsbogen, all join in to celebrate the
Treats new to this year. So come and feast
In fruity costumes, enjoy the colourful
Parade of sights. Avoid the rampage of
investors, seeking fruits that no
Longer will be seen. Come!
Enjoy yourself! At the
Festival of Fruit!

Gadgadsbogen!

The Call of Gadgadsbogen
By Anjie

Sunlit gold awash on shore,
Arise, oh vibrant day!
A festival so grand awaits,
A feast is on its way!
Discovery and mystery,
Are Gadgadsbogen's key.
What rainbow fruits shall soon appear?
What will the new tastes be?

Ah, but once a year it comes,
To Mystery Island's shore!
All anticipate its fun,
Discover and explore!
Will the greenery unfold?
And yield an unseen crop?
Will this season bring a treat?
And shall the old fruits stop?

The waves shall crash on golden sand,
The Island doth awake.
All wondering, "Today's the day?"
What form shall new crop take?
They dash to fields awash with green,
And laced with fruit galore!
Gadgadsbogen hath arrived,
On Mystery Island's shore!

Gadgadsbogen Berries
By _Razcalz_

Gadgadsbogen Festival,
Month of Running's start.
Celebrating tropic fruit,
They're wheeled in cart by cart.
Party of the tiki-style,
Parades and limbo, too.
Appointed is the Grand Bogen,
Cleans up after it's through.

Highlight of the day, of course,
Is limbo match, on floor.
Dancers line up one by one,
When stick is touched, it's o'er.
While this goes on, the other guests
Enjoy the berries ripe.
Grown on Island's own rich soil,
Some of every type.

Kougra Rufus, Grand Bogen,
Does assure the guests:
"So bright and ripened are the fruits,
Harvest was a success!"
Combfruit, Gleenut, Cloudberry,
Transparaberries fair.
There is a problem, however:
The berries are not there.

Rufus spots a juice-stained trail,
Leading beneath a tree.
What else was he to discover
Than baby Techos three?
Munching on the last berries,
Juice lingering on their chins.
Final ray of setting sun
Does light innocent grins.

Mystery Fruit
By Seraphina_de_sangre

On the first day of Running, come all gather round
for the grandest fruit festival, going on in our town.
On Mystery Island, on this good, good, day
The Gadgadsbogen festival is now underway.

But what is it everyone's dying to see,
what draws these pets over land, over sea?
Mystery fruit, mystery fruit,
What is the name of the mystery fruit?

To honor this harvest we take to the streets,
surrounded by fruits that we all love to eat.
Why look at that concert, what a lovely parade,
I hope that my most favourite fruits will not fade.

Now natives and tourists are gathering near,
And the next thing we hear is a loud roaring cheer,
For mystery fruit, mystery fruit,
What is the name of the mystery fruit?

The great sun is sinking as a hush takes the crowd,
and one giant fruit pops up from the ground.
It's yellow, it's spotted, it's covered in lumps!
No, it's purple, it's green, it's speckled with bumps!

The great elder of Pango comes out from his hut
And takes a deep breath down into his gut,
Mystery fruit, mystery fruit,
What is the name of the mystery fruit?
"IT'S --"

Good, Good Day
By Jostlin79

What would you say is a good, good day?
A bet that two friends make as they play?
Across the Island, before sunset,
He must beat the light or be in debt.
A long stretch of land, our friend must face.
Can he beat the sun across this place?

What would you say is a good, good day?
A race with the sunlight's golden rays?
Across the Island, in a hurry,
A hero named Llugh ran with fury.
Through the lakes and hills, racing for fun.
Light is winning, it won't be outdone.

What would you say is a good, good day?
When Cinto Pango, has fruit to name?
For kindness, a blessing from the earth.
Juppie seeds spread, gave new fruits birth.
New ones popping up every year.
Who knew spreading seeds could spread such cheer?

What would you say is a good, good day?
A Gadgadsbogen, most natives say.
In costumes the Islanders are found.
Fruits and vegetables walking around.
Parades, performers, concerts, and more.
Fruity fun is what they have on shore.



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