YURBLE DAY SPECIAL

An Ode To Yurbles
by Tomori_san

With fluffy manes and triangle-shaped noses,
Always up and running, 
The Yurble never dozes!
Since they're always in a good mood,
The Yurble never tries to act rude.
Even when with the worst-acting people,
Yurbles never try to act feeble.

Yurbles come in a variety of colors,
Like pink, brown, and white.
They can be painted uniquely as well,
Darigan and pirate show off their might!

Yurbles like to eat many foods,
Such as Tigerfruit and Starberries.
They have acquired an excellent taste,
A trait they must not waste!

There was once a Yurble 
Known as the "Yurble Raider,"
Who was known to be 
Brave, strong, and daring.
He was never known to be caring,
And got into trouble with Lord Kass.
He got caught trying to steal,
But Lord Kass himself had to yield!

And so, on Yurble Day,
Yurbles should do what they may.
To celebrate it we should bake
An awesome, amazing, fabulous cake!

The Yurble Spy
by Sugarypixiestix2

He was hired by the Sway,
that's what the rumours say.
No one really knows for sure,
his methods are quite obscure.

"The Yurble Spy" has no name,
nor does he have any shame.
Many claim to have known him,
but their proof is only dim.

The Duchess worries, at times,
about all of his crafty crimes.
She wonders if he's her ally,
or if he's that good at a lie.

A spy is never to be trusted,
if he was you could get busted.
The Yurble Spy knows his price,
pay big if you want his advice.

For he has no side but his own,
which is why he does work alone.
Though, if information is needed,
he's always known to have succeeded.

My Angry-Looking Yurble Wooden Toy
by Chavo_guerrero

I could not resist it,
It seemed so very cute,
This Angry-Looking Yurble
Wooden Toy was quite a hoot!

I brought my treasure home
And gave it pride of place,
On a shelf where I could always see
Its funny, angry face.

I loved the charming wooden thing
And chuckled at its frown,
I thought that it would always be
Fun to have around.

But, as the day got darker,
And my house with shadows filled,
I found that, with my Yurble,
I was not so very thrilled.

Its wicked grin reminded me
Of something I once saw,
Perhaps within a nightmare
When I lay me down to snore.

Its angry eyes would follow me
Around my cosy room,
And its wicked wooden stare
Seemed, to me, to foretell doom.

I found that I was frightened
Of my little wooden find,
I would have to get rid of it
If I wanted piece of mind.

So, I left it in the garden
As I drifted off to bed,
For that angry wooden Yurble
Had filled me up with dread.

In the morning I had quite a laugh
At the fears the night did bring,
But I still took it back to market
And sold the scary thing!

A Yurble Day Ode To Yurbot (YRB-X1)
by Toffeedatepudding

Self-destructed ship of Sloth,
Yurbot, Yurbot, where are doth?
The Doctor had no query
About you, metal dearie,
But I search the stars above,
Is Neopia now... void of
Yurbot?

Abandoned without a thought,
A mere pawn in the plot,
Creator, father, did not cry...
Sloth nay not bid goodbye!
He gave life and fled,
Among those considered dead:
Yurbot.

Artificial they declare,
Not alive, they forswear,
Quick to anger, they accuse;
Nothing but an excuse
For lackluster programming!
Sloth was inept at creating
Yurbot.

For, at each robot's center,
Is the limit of his inventor,
Metal and tin, metal and tin,
Nothing out if nothing's in,
Pity those with nothing more
Than hardware from a store:
Yurbot.

But comrade, left in space,
In pieces, hath no trace,
My thoughts are with you today,
Good robot, hear me say,
I forgot ye not, know of love;
Neopia was always undeserving of
Yurbot.

Yurble Janitor Haiku
by Lovingest

in Altador's midst
a grumpy Yurble cleans up
a room of statues

rag and oil in hand,
he polishes plaques and gears
to loosen the rust

a sun button rests
on the wall for you to press
after he cleans up

press it, and light shines
along the walls and ceiling,
angering him more

astronomy clubs
search the sky's vast expanses
and avoid his gaze

his temper explodes;
Techo Mountain's volcano
is not as scorching

mopping and sweeping
leaves him with no time to spare;
best to leave him be

Beware The Tax Beast
by Dr_tomoe

Lurking in the darkness,
the richest Neopians fear
the creature that will take
what they hold most dear.

A green and horrifying Yurble,
whose eyes have an evil glare
as he hunts down the wealthy --
if that's you, then beware!

The Tax Beast might come,
and will help himself
to all of your Neopoints
and steal away your wealth.

By hook or by crook,
your cash will go into his bag,
taking ten percent of your money
(or even more if he's mad).

If you don't want to be broke
when the Tax Beast attacks,
your best bet is to hide your NP
in the Neopian Bank.

The Angry Yurble Janitor
by Dortho

Cleaning up after everything in his path, 
Of course, deep down inside, 
He's feeling wrath. 
A mud puddle here 
And some rubble over there,
Instead of feeling hope, feeling in despair. 

No one was helping, 
But it was his job to clean.
So, they weren't being mean. 
Sick of it all, he went to bed, 
Even while his mind was fuming red. 

When he awoke there was a nice surprise, 
He couldn't believe his Yurble eyes! 
Wandering the corridors, no rubble or mud! 
Not even a speck of water from the flood!

Suspicious giggling could be heard. 
He became speechless, not a word, 
When he saw what they all had done, 
So he could relax and have some fun! 

The Alabriss had a sponge 
And the Vaeolus a mop,
And an Altachuck, so tired, 
He fell with a *plop*
Vaeolus squawked in a friendly way, 
Sharing that they knew, for the Yurble, 
It was a special day. 

Everything was spick and span! 
That was those clever Petpets' plan! 
It was their way of showing, in their own way, 
They wished the Yurble a very happy day!

The Mane Of The Biscuit Yurble
by Flufflepuff

The biscuit Yurble's creamy mask
Gives him a subtle air
Of joy and mystery alike.
But more than that, his hair:

It gleams with luscious chocolate chips.
So lovely is his mane!
Such oddities it has, as well,
To drive someone insane.

For instance, how is he to sleep
Upon his biscuit back?
Though it won't crumble under him,
Its softness he will lack.

Even so, his mane does shine
And guards from heavy blows.
The biscuit Yurble fights just fine
And, if he breaks, he grows.

The biscuit Yurble's mane's his pride,
So he keeps it well-groomed,
but he will never get it wet,
Lest its form be doomed....

The Yurble Janitor
by Dianacat777

Around the Hall of Heroes skulks
A figure with a scowl,
Who waves his mop at ruffians
And deflects them with a growl.

An orange Yurble keeps a constant eye
For patches of mud and slop.
He’ll scope them out and smite them down,
Armed with his stalwart mop.

This crotchety Yurble can be fierce,
Some even call him mean;
But he has toiled through the ages
To keep his hall pristine.

A thankless job, if you give it thought;
Does anyone stop to abet
This endless job of washing up
After dirty visitors and Petpets?

If you cleaned the same mess every day
And had it undone so quickly;
Why, I think this poor orange Yurble has
A right to be cranky!

So, the janitor patrols his rounds.
Those ruffians don’t relent.
But armed with his trusty mop and pail,
He’ll clean up the Hall of Heroes yet!

A Haiku-sation Between Two Yurbles
by Beamofsun

Yellow: Hello once again,
you big old green ball of fur.
How are you today?

Green: I am very good,
doing everything I should,
happy to be me.

Yellow: I saw that you wrote
an autobiography.
How have your sales been?

Green: It is selling well;
Yurble Tales is a big hit.
Would you like one free?

Yellow: No, it is okay.
I saw one the other day
for one Neopoint.

Green: WHAT?!? Where did you see?
I might as well just give them
ALL away for free!!!

Yellow: Cheer up, my green chum!
This isn't such a bad thing!
It is read a lot!

Green: Yes, I am aware,
but now I'll never afford
a new Blue Paint Brush. :(

Yellow: It is quite alright,
for I have a book myself:
The Yellow Yurble.

Green: That doesn't help me.
My book continues to be
worth zero money. :'(

Yellow: No, no, it is fine!
You can have a brush of mine.
You will look sublime!

Green: I cannot believe
how great of a friend you are.
How can I thank you?

Yellow: No thanks are needed.
You, friend, I wanted to help.
Happy Yurble Day!