Peophin Day Special

Marak the Wave
by yellowflower7

Gather round to hear the tale
Of one Marak the Wave
This protector of Altador
A peophin strong and brave

He led an underwater village
Next to a fishing town
Coexisting peacefully
Until catches slowed down

The fishers blamed Marak’s people
For fish stocks growing scarce
Their misplaced anger grew and grew
Violent and fierce

They pushed boulders down off the cliffs
To smash in the seafolk
Marak was shocked to find his home
Destroyed and crushed and broke

He led his fellow peophins
In valiant counter attack
They pushed a great wave up and up
Knocking the boulders back

But victory was bittersweet
For Marak wanted peace
He laid down arms and came to talk
For truce, he would not cease

Word travelled to King Altador
Of this leader, wise and strong
A Peophin who would defend
His people, but do no wrong

Marak’s village was invited
To Altador’s shores, safe
And a constellation was named after
Great Marak the Wave

Peophin's Folly
by trois

Feast your eyes upon Peophin’s folly
Her belly full and her laughter jolly
Upon this day of celebration
She ate too much — prey to temptation

The jellies, the jams, the cakes, and more
They filled her up until brought to bore
Now she lays upon the ocean waves
within her coral grotto’s caves

Hoping that none can see her shame
Hunger satiated but heartburn aflame
Her body yearns for a good night’s rest
Yet with a single thought she stirs, possessed:
Another slice, what could it hurt?
When you’re a Peophin who loves dessert.

Painted Peophins
by acaesha

Skin aquamarine
Under the sea, unseen
There's something in the Water
Among the tides, they hide
Look closer

Eyes upon the sky
Watch them soar
With Faerie wings, they glide
Ocean deep and mountain high
A master of two sides

From eyes vermillion
A sinister glare
As the sky darkens
A haunting nightmare
Gaze upon the Darigan

Fierce Tyrannian
Blood red flowing mane
Against the sea cerulean
A wild hunter
Hard to tame

If you'd rather
A milder creature
Have a Baby to adore
Same face, but softer features
To cuddle by the shore

Pirate debonair
Stylish red coat
Sleek raven hair
A thief on the boat
Sailing ships, beware!

From fortune seeker
To heirs of riches
Royal lady and bloke
Matching golden pieces
Regal cape and cloak

They wear white robe
And armour gold
Their hair earthen brown
Lost in the Desert
They can be found

The Tyrannian Peophin
by roxanna203

Hair as red as the fiery flames,
Tyrannian Peophin is the name.
Freckled dark brown spots on her skin,
With a raging and vibrant soul within.

Swimming through the rough tides,
Her long mane flows as she rides.
A jeweled crest hidden in her hair,
On her forehead, without a care.

Roaming the land happens with magic,
Viewing her float in the sky is dynamic. 
Although Peophins are shy by nature,
She is courageous, indeed greater.

Find her gracefully in the ocean,
There's no other Neopet with such devotion.
Creating a Peophin on their special day,
Paint them Tyrannian for an impressive display!

Peophin Day
by kittenbadger

Oh peophin, you beauty
Graceful empress of the sea,
A more faithful fine companion 
You could never ever be,

Glowing, glistening, gliding
Through the waves crashing the shores,
Mane of satin folding, flying, flowing, as you soar,

Regal as the sunset as it dips below the sea, 
Moon and stars are rising in the night your soul runs free, 

A manatee, a mermaid, hidden mystery or myth? 
Like folklore from the deep who knows just who you're travelling with, 

Shimmering and subtle you can be my silver queen, 
Or change and you're a relic 
Vines grow, a statue if you're seen, 

A halloween companion if you're feeling extra dark, 
Or a rainbow and some flowers, bright and bold you hit the mark, 

My favourite as a fairy just to see your wings extend, 
Underwater racer and behind your water bends, 

My versatile creature and my dearest closest pet, 
A friend, a pet, a beauty
Since the day that we first met.

Erli Quinnock the Peophin
by kiwigoddesskimmie

My name is Erli Quinnock 
And I'm a purple peophin
A goalkeeper for Kiko Lake 
Who doesn't quite fit in

A team of tiny kikos 
Running about the court
But a large goalkeeper 
Is an asset in this feisty sport

Kiko Lake is now my home
But not from where I hail
As back in the year 10 
I goalkept for Brightvale

I've since been with the kikos
And it has been quite nice
Especially to be on the only team
To have won the Altador Cup thrice!

An ode to Peophins
by reconcilation

This ode to the Peophin I do proclaim,
these are my observations,
Of their many virtues and contributions,
Peos like Peopatra, Marak, and Maggie of fame,
And I want to make sure, to sing their acclaim!

No Neopet is fairer,
than the graceful, gleeful Peophin,
Their fur and scales shimmer,
To say otherwise is a sin.

The Peophin are clever and bright,
Clever, brave and tricksy, the Peophin comprise,
Do not dare say otherwise,
else they'll put up quite the fight,
which could lead to your demise!

Neopians oceans are where the Peophin roam,
Where they all swim, and play and sing,
They all are happy, there much is telling,
Making the great sparkling blue, their home!

Memories of Summer
by lil_black_kitten13

Sweet little peophin.
Won’t you come and take a swim? 
Along the coast and in the sun.
Enjoy a bit of summer fun.
Between the surf and sand?
I’ll choose the sea over land.
Light that dances beneath the waves.
Making jewels of long hot days.
Sunsets that paint the evening sky?
Reflected in the ocean’s eyes.
When the sun fades away
And the stars come out to play
We’ll break the glass of the blackened sea
Taste the winds and ride the tides
Avoid saying our last goodbyes
And even as our summer ends.
Let’s promise, still, to stay best friends.
Whether we’re of hoof or hand
Or on Krawke Island or Fairieland
We’ll keep our memories of summer seas,
Of salty breezes and palm trees.
Maybe, soon, we will meet again,
And play until the summer ends.
And even if this day’s our last.
I’ll live in my present, and remember our past.

Peophin Desperado Mask
by indulgences

Beware this Desperado Mask.
It's cunning, evil, strange.
It's bound to make your lovely pet
Quite awful and deranged.

Two narrow slits adorn this mask.
They're furtive openings.
Your pet's eyes will become a pair
Of soulless, wicked things.

The cloth is made of rough brown wool.
It scratches your pet's face.
Your pet will sulk, its mood will drop.
Your pet will be disgraced.

I highly recommend most clothes,
But not this harmful thing.
It's bound to cause distress and pain.
It's hardly flattering!

Venuquin the Peophin Guide
by catfan131

The seas are quiet, these days.
Once these busy highways
stirred with sailors, always.
Lost are the old ways.

Turn the wheel.
Float along this old route, steal
along the edge, reveal
what fog and time conceal.

Legend says these waters
are home to one of Kelpbeard's daughters.
Look for her when your course alters.
Her inner compass never falters.

They called her Venuquin.
The 'venturers who travelled then
smiled slyly, sweetly when
they shared their stories once again.

Long ago she pledged her eye
patrolling 'til the seas had dried.
Now she drifts along the tide:
Venuquin the Guide.

Lost are the old ways.
The seas are quiet, these days.