S is for the sneaky way the Sneezles come about.
N is for the nosy place the Sneezles tend to joust.
E is for elemental cookie which heals if the price is right.
E is also for the energy you lose in sneezing fights.
Z is for the zippy way you run to the Healing Springs.
L is for the love you have of tissue and such things.
E is every day when you sneeze, and cough, and jerk.
S is for the sick old way you wish you had a perk.

The Vow of Dr. Sloth
By Parmadur

Where e'er I go, my mood is black,
Neopia is not mine now.
And so I make this solemn vow:
I tell you true, I will come back.

My brains with planning I do rack,
A perfect plan -- it must be laid.
So when my robots all are made,
Neopia, I will come back.

When I am done with my attack,
The Neopets will mutants be.
I, Sloth, will rule o'er every sea.
I promise you, I will come back

And someday I will mount a plaque,
Displayed where all the world will meet
Its single sentence, short and sweet:
Neopia, I have come back!

Maraqua: The Lonesome Faerie
By Paintneo

A faerie statue, alone she stands,
Maybe the protector of once proud lands.
Maraqua, the city of the sea,
The only one, who knows its fate, is she.

She cannot see, she cannot hear,
But maybe she could earlier this year.
Who knows that she wasn't once for real?
As real and lively as an eel.

What about the necklace 'round her neck,
An ancient charm made to protect.
That one day maybe saved her life,
But it possibly wiped out others' lives.

Or she may have been that way forever,
To see, feel, hear, she may never.
For life is for those who have been born,
But being made is not being born.

Who knows that she will not live again?
She may come back to haunt or reign.
She may create a whole new town,
That may or may not, once again, drown.

My Angry Draik
By Dread50

My angry Draik, I made a mistake,
By burning your fluffy faerie pancakes
You said, "I'd rather eat a dung snowflake
Or even a big smelly cabbage cake
Than have another of your lousy pancakes!"

So, to make you feel better I'll try
Not to ruin this great apple pie
It's sugary sweet, I don't lie
And made from the best stuff I could buy.

The angry Draik, sneering, took a bite
Of this wonderful cinnamon apple delight
And flapping his wings he took flight
And said, "This time I think you got it right!"

The angry Draik was angry no more
And grinning happily he flew out the door
As he dropped the remains of the pie on the floor
Triumphantly leaving our house on the moor.

Maraquan Haikus
By Zucchini55

Under the ocean
Among the tattered ruins
The sea life once lived

The whirlpool has slowed
Leaving disaster behind
All is a wreckage

The scattered debris
Quivers with the flowing tides
Their shadows shifting

By the big grey rock
A mysterious statue
Lies hidden from view

What does it all mean?
As we await our answers
Maraqua listens