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Song of the Snowager
By 8daerkfire8

With coils cold and ice unending,
So feared, so bold, his will unbending,
The Snowager sits upon his hoard,
Always awake and never bored.
He lurks for thieves who wait to steal.
A cool surprise, they shall soon feel.
His wrath like icy death awaits
Their larceny, for that he hates.
So strong is he that little he fears,
Not fire hot, not Thyora's Tear.
A ribbon part silver, a river part blue,
A worm of many colours, he's waiting for you!
A shadow rustles, sneaks into his lair.
The Snowager tenses, he begins to prepare.
A drop of water drips down onto the floor,
Falling from the ceiling, shaken by a roar.
A blast of ice rains down, like needles from the sky.
The pet begins to falter, he's just a normal guy.
Then finally he gets too scared,
he flees into the light.
The Snowager's too scary to even try to fight.
His owner takes a good, hard look
before she starts to grin.
"Don't worry, little buddy, eventually we'll win."
Meanwhile, deep in the darkness,
far in the Stygian deep,
From plushie to slushie, snowball to Negg,
they're all his to keep.
So all ye pets who want to enter,
"Beware" and wait until he sleeps,
'Cause the Snowager's waiting,
waiting on his treasure heap!

Terror Mountain Is My Destination
By Icyprincess_4_4

All the blizzards and cool winter snow,
All the ice and all the cold winter flow,
We're inside, looking at the snow,
Of the freezing cold peak of Terror Mountain.

Below the Terror Mountain peak,
It looks warmer,
and it also looks cosier,
Those are the Ice Caves you see;
There are lots of things
For you to see,
And, of course, the Snowager.

Now we are looking at Happy Valley,
And we see Blumaroos and Bruces,
It's a merry land, you know;
Play with snow,
Go shopping,
This land is very happy, just like its name!

All three in one
Are as good as gold,
Even if the weather's bad;
All the fun and
all the wonders...
This place is your first destination!

Hip-Hop
By Wispendown

A frosty wind sweeps o'er the plain,
Sailing over icy land.
A solemn mist hangs after rain,
And dampens crystal-powdered sand.

No echoes or shadows dance around,
Nor sound, nor sign of life,
No creatures can be seen or found,
Amid the wintry silent strife.

Then.

Hip.
Hop.
Hippity.
Hop.
Hippity, Hoppity, Hippity, Hop.

Bursting from the sugar snow,
One and two and three and four.
Oblivious to the freezing cold,
Cybunnies frolic, play and more.

Jumping, skipping, hippity-hop,
White winter wonderland of fun,
Their frisking games will never stop,
Gamboling time is never done.

Hip.
Hop.
Hippity.
Hop.

The moon rises over the bleak fields,
As icy coldness stills the air.
No sound, nor movement seems to yield,
Yet we know they're always there.

Hip.

Hop.

Praise the Snow Faerie
By Sockychippycrowlet

Soft sprinkled snow drifts down like faerie dust,
Enveloping the land with powdery wisps.
Her words, as smooth as ice,
Blow soft praises of cool mist.

Her long, blue coat
Spreads over the sky like a blanket.
A lonely Bruce down below
Is comforted by her words of snow.

Sometimes she's there and other times she's not,
But even in the blizzards we're never forgot --
She'll be there, helping us all the way
Making Terror Mountain a brighter day.

Happy Valley At Last
By Girl_power631

I pull my parka over my mouth,
but the cold bites all the same.

The ice crunches below my padded boots
that have gone
all frostbitten and numb.

I hear some Bruces' dance music
Somewhere far off
As the blizzard howls into the night.

I trudge down the mountain
Till I see happy yellow lights
That dance around
And a roaring fire
that stands tall and proud.

That is when I know...
I am in Happy Valley
Where there is always a festive air
in the evening chill,
and where you don't find darkness
unless you seek it.



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