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The Advent Calendar
The Advent Calendar is here again,
every Neopian's holiday friend.
From December 1st until year's end,
all will enjoy the gifts it sends.
The month of Celebrating is a month so merry.
The Advent Calendar gifts will vary.
One and all, 'pets and faeries,
will have more than they can carry.
All will gather to laugh and sing
and enjoy what The Calendar brings.
Toys and books and other things,
we'll play and read and feel like kings.
The holidays will bring us near
to spend time with family and friends so dear.
May your holidays be filled with cheer,
and may you have a happy new year!
Although the Games Master Challenge
Is now over and done,
There is still much heated debate
On which team really won.
For days the main page indicated
Both teams tied 50-50,
In the end the Ninja team
Enjoyed a well-earned victory.
Ninjas raised up their victory signs
With calm happiness and pride,
Whilst the pirates, led by Cap'n Threelegs,
Fumed on the inside.
The differences in both teams' scores
Were much too close to call,
And for that reason, pirates say,
The ninjas did not win at all.
Pirates had the physical vigor
And passionate energy,
They played all games amid rough waters
On the other hand, Team Ninja
Collectively rolled their eyes,
After all, if pirates won,
Why did we each get a prize?
The Techo Master trained his team
To play with zen and skill,
Team Ninja was just insatiable
Defeat Pirates, they knew they will.
To their majestic ship Team Pirate went
And they fled through the vast sea,
Next year, if they go against the ninjas again,
They'll go for ultimate victory.
The Discarded Magical Blue Grundo Of Prosperity
Gnarled branch looms above;
A decrepit figure clings,
He's the Discarded
Magical Blue Grundo Plush
Sunken scarlet eyes;
Faded navy fabric strewn
Together with string.
I pause to form words...
I manage a faint "Hello."
Nothing. Just. Silence.
A few moments pass.
I sigh, pivot on my heel.
What was I thinking?
That a toy would care?
Did I think that only he
Could understand me?
I then slink away,
But I stop. I spin around
And greet him once more.
And I had hugged him,
Wrapped him in my arms. We smiled.
I released my grip.
The queer Grundo plush;
Some claim he is just a toy,
But I know better.
He's the Discarded
Magical Blue Grundo Plush
But, most of all, he
is my best and only friend.
I visit each day.
The Season Of Giving
Gifts that are made for giving,
And gifts that are filled with glee,
A warm cup of borovan
Or just a warm Cup of Tea.
Sitting by the fireplace,
Or sliding down the chimney,
Feasting with your pet Wocky
Or plain old feasting with me.
For some it may be hot,
For some it may be cold,
Some may have sand outside
While others may have snow.
Colored lights throughout the street,
Trees decorated with bows,
Friends and family we meet
When tired, a time to doze.
Raindorfs, Aishas, Pteris, too,
Painted Christmas, but not blue,
Songs of joy and songs of peace,
Hope for a wish to come true.
In the end, these things are nice...
Borovan, lights, gifts, and food,
None of that would be enjoyed
If I never did have you.
Merry Christmas and happy holidays
to ALL of Neopia!
The lines are long.
The rooms are booked.
There's nary an open
Alcove or nook.
With my nose so stuffy,
With eyes watery and red,
Now what was it the doctor said?
I see you're flaky,
Skin horribly blotched.
Covered in blue and green spots!
First came yellow lumps,
Then came red.
Oh, why did I get out of bed?
Now my ears are twice their size,
From eating Neggs!
What a nasty surprise.
I've become so tired I can hardly speak.
Oh no, wait,
That's my floppy tongue on my cheek.
On his doctor's pad he begins to scratch.
This should eliminate Lurgees
Before they hatch!
An Achy Head he hears you say.
How long has it been?
And it won't go away?
I can't ease my suffering
With a book or a painting.
Since, with Blurry Vision,
I can't see a thing.
The doctor hands me a bottle,
Says, "Take one or two."
More than this, I cannot do.
What you have is Neoflu!
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