How I Met My Birthday Noil
by Flufflepuff

In all my days of baking I had thought
It was impossible for treats to be
Deemed “far too cute to eat,” but something new
Will always come to those who want to see.

A sticky mass of blue frosting did coat
That of a Petpet only found last year.
In matted -- yet endearing -- fur were dots
Of edible confetti, smiles and tears

Of its creator. It wagged its icing tail
And cantered straight to me whilst I removed
A tray of muffins from an oven, and
As it dug into my work, I stared, unmoved.

That is, until the Noil looked at me
With eyes of brightest red, glazed with no trace
Of malice, but egg.  ‘Twas there I declared
The Petpet “too cute to eat.” An embrace

Took place -- it was a sticky one, but love
Has every tolerance for moist confections.
My Noil has a lot of love to give --
What’s frosting in the realm of affection?

The Foiled Noil!
by Dortho

There was a Noil infested with Teemites, 
No matter how much he bathed, they'd still bite.
Collars weren't working nor any powder, 
Not even a medicinal shower. 

He ran and he ran, and even ran further, 
With big hopes this would be over sooner. 
He crossed paths with the Moehog Knight! 
Someone who is not known to bite.

"See this armour I am wearing right now?
I may be a knight but no need to bow. 
Try something like this to ward them off, 
You'll rest better and then won't have to cough."

The Noil tried on the armour and that was that!
He looked so dashing he even tried on a hat!

The itches stopped and he felt great! 
This armour rocked much better than a cape!
Maybe a little wrinkly but shiny, too!

Happy Noil Day to you!

A Noil Most Zombie
by Rielcz

This Noil is neither fluffy or bouncy
Nor is a great companion for your 'pet. 
The greying skin, mane tatter'd and filthy,
The most live lifeless Noil one can get. 

The ball that whizzes past him he won't catch
Nor will he care when a command is said.
At least water and food one need not fetch
Him. Such essentials disint'rest th' undead. 

He leaves a streak of bandage where he walks. 
With eyes glaz'd and absent one can't be sure
He even realizes when one talks
A word to him. Yet there's a soft allure

In that tatter'd mane and that greying skin
With grisly fun trailing where this Noil's been.

Cuddly Is Overrated
by Dr_tomoe

The Noil is a wonderful Petpet.
Even with its loud roar,
it's fierce and loyal,
and knows where the best hiding spots are.

But for those that don't like
small bundles of mane and fur,
yet still want a Noil,
then I know just the cure.

While most Noils are like that,
one trip to the Petpet Puddle can change
your regular Noil into one
more in the high-end deluxe range.

A Robot Noil is for you.
To avoid all that warmth and fuzz,
and instead get the gentle rhythm
of its low robotic buzz.

But a Noil is a Noil,
that can't be understated,
though a Robot Noil is for those
who think cuddly is overrated.

A Conversation With A Noil
by Binky1260

Little Noil, it seems that winter's chill
Will never yield to spring;
Perhaps a trip to the Lost Desert
Will put a blush on things?

The cold presents no hardships;
My coat is warm and cozy;
It wards off nature’s fury
And helps keep my outlook rosy!

Then perhaps a change of color
Is exactly what you need
To set winter’s end in motion
With unprecedented speed?

Your offer is most gracious;
I appreciate your aid,
But to alter my exterior
Will leave my poor nerves frayed.

But, I tire of the season’s cuisine...
Its heavy soups and stews...
Perhaps a change in diet
Will help shake our winter blues?

Indeed, now THAT I can abide
To dispel this wintry ennui;
Please make it sweet and vanilla,
And chocolate and strawberry!