FYORA DAY SPECIAL

Hurray For Fyora Day!
by Dr_tomoe

It's a great day that's here
for all 'pet's to see,
a day in which we celebrate
the queen of the faeries!

Fyora Day is here
and she greatly deserves it,
for all she does for Neopia
for even and every pet.

She rules with kindness 
and purity in her heart,
with a unwavering devotion
and her stature, stalwart.

Cheers from her citizens,
faeries of all hues,
even dark faeries will listen
and work on her cue.

Her land still needs help,
but now is time for celebration!
Her land will be fixed soon
and reach full restoration.

So, hurray for Fyora Day!
I offer her this poem
to celebrate her generosity
and personality, warm.

Fyora's Magic Hairspray
by Sugarypixiestix2

There's one item I can't do without,
it's Fyoras Magic Hairspray, no doubt.
I use it every day, even if I stay in,
my hair looks so fab I have to grin.

Queen Fyora uses it on her own hair,
which is so perfect you have to stare.
She's so kind to put it in production,
lack of it has my hair in destruction.

To share with Neopia this salon gift,
has given all who buy it a hair lift.
You will never have a bad hair day
with this wonderment of a hairspray.

With hair as amazing as the queen's,
you'll feel like royalty (even in jeans).
One spray only and it goes into action,
leaving you full of hair satisfaction.

Do thank Fyora if you visit her tower,
she does so much good with her power.
Be it big or small, her magic is true,
Simple proof is to look at my hairdo!

Fyora Sighting
by Brittanyftw

From head to toe, dressed in pink,
I can't even fathom nor even think,
At this majestic sight 
That's beginning to unfold,
As none other than Queen Fyora 
Is out for a stroll.

The most beautiful faerie for all to see.
From her pink dress, pink hair, even history!
From saving the young from dark faeries,
Using her pink wand, all is cherry.

Protecting Faerieland, which is pink, too.
She is not alone, all the faeries do.
Keeping order, peace, and prosperity 
Throughout lands.
Her powers stretch 
Even beyond the pink sand.

Pink wings that stretch far and wide!
Flapping up and down to take great flights.
Letting her pink embrace you 
Even from a distance.
Then she's gone... all in an instant.

I am no different, my sight is failing.
Before I knew it my eyes are sailing.
Left and right, give me a pink sensation!
Alas, Fyora is gone. Thus ends my occasion.

Ode To Fyora
by Trubiekatie

The leader of all faeries,
Ruler of Faerieland,
A lady of the skies,
With a power truly grand.

She guards all Neopians,
Stopping all that are wrong.
Staff in her hands,
Fyora is quite strong.

Founder of the Faerie Festival,
In the month of Gathering.
Once, all frozen to stone;
What will that day bring?

If you have a small fortune,
Go visit her famed shop.
It is the Hidden Tower --
Will you find this hidden stop?
She's featured in some games,
Why, she is surely everywhere!
But, she's not one to boast;
A calm, collected heir.

Fyora, here's to you,
On this day all your own.
I hope, for all ours' sake,
You're never again stone!

The Mystery Of Fyora
by Atleastalways

Way high up in the Hidden Tower,
Sits the beautiful queen in her power,
Clothed in pink,
Alone, she thinks,
And waits for the apple to sour.

No, never do we need know why,
Nor is there a need to go pry,
Why she sells her wares,
And why all of her fares
Are up in the tower so high.

If I were graced with her presence,
I'd ask what is all the essence,
Her whys and her reasons,
For staying the seasons
And putting up with us peasants!

Her majesty so pale and so fair,
Why do the dark faeries beware?
What did you do
To end all them through?
And why is it now that you care?

We may never know why she be,
In charge of the land and the sea,
Though she's a mystery,
No need for a history,
As long as we know that we're free.

Fyora, Our Queen
by Scientistize

Oh Fyora, how thy guiding hand protects us so
From the evils of Neopian rule, 
You guide Neopians to learn and grow,
And your faeries reward us with deep pools.
Fyora, how thine purple hair shines bright,
Thine glistening skin has none to compare,
Protect all Neopians every night
With thine protective staff and icy stare.
Fyora, the saviour of all the land,
You watch from above and you rule with love,
The honours that you bestow are grand.
You are the symbol of the strong white dove,
You set the best example of goodness,
Fyora, everyone is in your debt,
You rule all the land with strength and kindness.
All your great kindness we will not forget,
Because you are the one to which we aspire,
You raise Neopian standards higher.

Majestic Queen
by Moon_90_0

All bow down before her Highness, 
Queen Fyora of Faerieland
For the world glows and shines 
From the staff in her hand!

Queen Fyora is compassionate 
And filled with love and care.
Just her presence makes one smile 
And spreads joy in the air.

Queen Fyora drops on loyal ones 
And gives them a quest.
On that occasion, don’t deny it! 
Travel from east to west.

If you are worthy enough 
You will find the Queen’s desire.
Your powers, then, will reach the sky 
And go even higher.

The Queen’s tower is hidden 
And has magical artifacts.
If you are worthy you’ll find it, 
So I’ll spare you all the facts.

Queen Fyora guards her land 
With observant, watchful eyes.
Watch as she defends her land 
From evil’s darkest rise.

She locked away the Darkest Faerie 
One thousand years ago,
Deep within the bottom of the ocean 
Beneath the tidal flow.

To those who whisper her quest profits 
Are used for her burrito craze.
I say, you should lock them up 
Or throw them in a maze.

Queen Fyora remains 
The most magical monarch of all times,
And her beauty cannot be described 
By unlimited poem rhymes.

So, all bow down before Her Highness, Faerieland’s magical queen.
For, Fyora’s Day is a celebration 
Unlike anything you’ve ever seen.

Ode To Fyora
by Kimberleyrosie

Upon her throne in Faerieland,
Sits the gentle queen.
Her smile is kind,
And in our minds,
She's perfect as can be.

Unlike the King of Meridell,
Whose temper we dispise,
To sweet Queen Fyora,
You're not a waste of time!

Queen Fyora's faerie helpers,
Are oh-so-very great,
Where would we be without her?
What would be our fate?

It's Fyora Day, so celebrate!
Join in on the fun.
Why not visit Faerieland?
Party 'til the day is done.

So, thank you lovely Fyora,
For all that you have done,
No faerie could replace you,
Not a single one!

The Sun And The Faerie Queen
by Crazycarmon

Through the clouds the sun ascends
and laments the distance from its old friend,
below, on the surface, quiet and green,
lights up the new realm of the Faerie Queen.

Awoken, she glides out into the morning
and humbly visits her subjects, adoring --
the Poogles and Petpets 
who call Faerieland home
would wish for no other to sit on her throne. 

She surveys the city, the ruins remade,
she visits the springs, she rests in the shade,  
with the help of the faeries and Neopians, too,
her city and lands are sparkling and new.

But, each evening, far up in her Hidden Tower,
she opens the windows, 
and in the light showers,
she greets her old friend, 
who is now slowly setting
and quite far away, but never forgetting
the radiance of Fyora, the Faerie Queen.

A Gift Fit For A Queen
by Feellikerain

The day has come to celebrate the queen,
I must create a gift, worthy and pristine,
A Fyora Day Cake or a Fyora Ball?
No, I've got it! A Faerie Queen Doll!

I'll start with patterns, purple in color,
Shall I use silk, felt, or maybe another?
As I sew and mend the pieces together,
I hope this is a gift she'll cherish forever.

Filled with cotton on the inside,
One final stitch, my needle will glide,
Perfect hair and glowing eyes,
This shall be the biggest surprise.

Finishing touches: her wings and crown,
Last, but not least, her beautiful gown,
I wrap it up inside a box with a bow,
Uh oh, I'm late, I really must go!

I arrive at the party just in time,
The clock strikes eight and lets out a chime,
"Time to open presents!" I hear somebody yell,
I'm a bit nervous now and feeling unwell.

I watch as the queen opens them, one by one,
"Uh oh, mine's next!" 
As the bow comes undone
She let's out a gasp with a smile so pure
I move closer through the crowd 
Just to be sure

Yes, it was my work that she held in her hand!
"Who made me this gift?" 
She says as she takes a stand.
"It was me, Queen Fyora," 
As I curtsey and bow.
"No, no, there will be none of that now."

"I should be the one bowing before you!
Did you really hand-make this? 
Tell me it's true!"
I couldn't believe it, she was in love
With my present to her, 
Which I was so proud of!

The queen had an idea 
And I followed her words,
"If you can make more, 
I'll sell them upwards --
Inside my Hidden Tower among the clouds."
A way to share this doll 
With the Faerieland crowds!

Among the Glittery Faerie Dust 
And Jhudora's Bewitched Ring,
Behind the Slumberberry Potion 
And Rainbow Swirly Thing
You'll find my creation waiting for you.
Find the Hidden Tower and buy one... 
Or maybe two?