Bruce Day Special!

Brucey B the Bruce
by true_solarsenshi

Oh Brucey B, Brucey B,
It's an ongoing rivalry can't you see?
At Cheat! he beat me,
at Petpet battles he won two out of three!

His lucky coin must be it,
What else could frustrate me so?
What explains his petpet Biebo? 
Always losing to him, no, no, no!

Oh Brucey B, your antics won't let up,
But you do more than play, to my surprise,
The lost desert was discovered by your very own eyes!
Don't judge by his appearance, I advise. 

Brucey B, may it be known,
That I am fond of you, yes, even your shirt,
and those glasses, and that smirk. 
During all my games of Cheat, you do divert!

Finally, one day, it happens.
I win the round of cards and exlaim in glee
I get several nice awards, yes, me!
and that kyrii-shaped trophy, finally!!

Thanks for everything, Brucey B.

A Very Brucey Holiday! (Bruce Day)
by puusormi

It’s that jolly time of the year again,
Of course, Bruces are the first to celebrate,
First, they start the month with a massive holiday campaign,
By transforming Terror Mountain into a festive state.

The residents whip out the tinsel and baubles too,
And take out the Christmas trees from the attic,
Fix the odd broken branch with some glue,
Might be a bit shabby, but it’ll do the trick!

Brucey B leads the charity toy drive going door to door,
Collecting toys or trinkets for the local charity drive,
Getting a deck of cards is always such a score,
Everyone knows a game of cards is his ultimate jive.

He teaches the local kids how to deal,
Amazing them with tricks they’ve never seen.
They never see it coming when he comes in for the steal,
A master at play, his game always clean.

Boochi joins in on the fun with equal delight,
Mischievous as always as per his cheeky ways.
Some welcome him in holiday spirit while others run at sight,
At the idea of turning into a baby with one blaze.

No one can deny how cute he is,
With his big round head and sparkly eyes,
The ladies at the table sneak him cookies,
And, when they can get away with it, also pies.

Magic is in the air and greetings on the lips,
Terror Mountain is lit up once again with carefree joy,
The streets exude aromas of waffles and chips,
And hosts plenty of activities for all to enjoy!

Orvinn the First Mate
by trubiekatie

It’s a raucous hall that has a smell,
Full of patrons and landlubbers too.
Trying to get my bets in fast,
This place is a disorganized zoo.

There’s a Bruce, waiting for the start,
Who knows that he is the underdog.
A large, rotund pirate, known to be weak,
Loves candy, slushies and of course, grog.

He doesn’t win many contests,
So most people don’t bet him.
Oddly enough, when he does make an upset,
The betters quite often are grim.

He’s up against the favourites today –
Gooblah, Scurvy Dan and Buck Cutlass.
The odds don’t look great for Orvinn to win.
If I were betting, I think I would pass.

That famed Blue Kacheek has is arms out,
Collecting everyone’s bets for the day.
Sorry Orvinn – I am a long-time fan, 
But I will not be playing today.

The Holiday Bruce
by prettyobscure

I know a Bruce,
he can sometimes be quite obtuse:
Spends his holidays on an isle filled with Roos.

He says, "Staying home, it's just no use,"
The island's rules are more fun and loose.
Christmas on Terror Mountain just gives him the blues.

"It's too crowded," is his excuse.
Every holiday he goes vamoose!
Lays out on the beach and sips fruit juice.

He picks through Roo Island's freshest produce.
Keeping Christmas spirit, he snacks on Chocolate Mousse.
Then hits the beach to practice his surf moves.

On holiday, he's the opposite of a recluse:
Rides the carousel, he story-tells and plays dice-a-roo.
He'll walk on the dock and make time to schmoose.

He swears the Tiki Tack Man is his muse:
He wears an island print shirt with no shoes,
and keeps people smiling - how can he lose?

He goes home after the new year, his stress reduced:
fresh and limber as a spruce!
I must admit, he's a legendary dude.

Secret Bruce Journal
by indulgences

A turquoise journal is adorned
With bow of bonny blue.
This book is pale and shimmery,
Quite lovely in its hue.

What secrets will you write inside
This special, gorgeous book?
What tidbits will you fill it with,
Where nobody can look?

The pages smell quite heavenly,
Of juniper and pine.
Your hands will be quite coated with
This fragrance sweet and fine.

This journal’s irresistible.
It’s beautiful to see.
It fills me with such happy joy.
It fills me with such glee.

This journal is a work of art
So dazzling to behold!
It sparkles with such radiance,
As precious as pure gold!

Rink Running Bruces
by miraday

The ponds freeze over and the rinks
Manifest, coming to life once again.
Ice skating is a hobby for some, but
Bruces consider rink running a passion.

Judged or not, the Bruces swirl over
The ice, their skates cutting like cursive
Prose into the frozen ponds, forming
Poetry in the grooves of its surface.

When the ice seems to thin, a Bruce
Knows to perform an axel in place
Rather than risk the chilly waters
And sink themselves and their skates.

The ice skating Bruces hit the notes,
Eager to provide the judges a melody.
When the tunes are quick and sharps
Avoided, poetry becomes a symphony.

Morning training to night performances—
The Bruces work hard and tirelessly.
If not for these Neopets’ dedication,
Happy Valley wouldn’t be as happy.

One Bruce is evil, one is not
by heautontimouromenos

The King’s Adviser in Neoquest II,
His lust for power made him do bad things.
He took the king and locked him away,
From jealousy, only evil springs.

The other, quite innocent,
A scholar of sorts,
Got lost in a dungeon with tons of books,
Instead of studying magic at courts.

The blue-robed Ramtor,
Oh, how we fear him!
Under his reign,
The future seems so grim.

While Denethrir,
Despite his smarts,
Due to his gentle nature,
Is better of practicing magic arts.

And so you see,
Two Bruces can be very different.
But on this Bruce day,
All of them are significant!

Rink Runner: The Bruce's Charming Challenge
by _brainchild_

Rink Runner is an awesome game—
It's one that you should try.
Help the Bruce climb up to fame—
The time will just fly by.

Skate around collecting notes;
The judges will rate you.
Your cool Bruce will pick up loads—
A joyful task to do.

Notes of several gorgeous hues,
Required to advance,
Will ensure that you won't lose.
O'er ice your Bruce shall prance!

Don't fall in the water, friend!
Holes in the ice plague you.
If you sink, your dance will end.
Besides, the crowd will boo.

This game is fun, yet challenging,
So you should play it soon.
The bells of victory might ring,
Or maybe you'll end up a loon.

Bruces of Food Club
by lilcutedoglover

Over on Krawk Island at Food Club
Pirates gather for an eating competition
Two Bruces are caught up in the hubbub
Preparing to defeat their opposition

One of them is Captain Crossblades
Respected pirate but not much of an eater
From salty foods he evades
Slushies or pizza he’ll be more eager

The other is Orvinn the First Mate
For a large Bruce he is quite weak
Fruits he’ll leave on his plate
Candy, slushies, and pizza he will seek

While neither Bruce has great odds
Take a risk and bet on them today
With lots of cheers and applause
Let’s celebrate them on this Bruce Day!

Baby Bruce
by sk8tergirl503

Baby Bruce, crawling around.
Happily smiling without a sound.

With his big red bow and little yellow beak,
When you say hi to him, he'll let out a squeak!

And when Baby Bruce starts to cry,
You can't help but quietly sigh.

Though sad as he looks as tears roll free
He's just so darn cute, you can't let him be!

So you cuddle him up into a snuggly embrace.
You hug him until there isn't even a trace.

Of when he was ever sad - he's smiling once more.
Baby Bruces are the epitome of cuteness at its core.

Ben the Bruce
by orlytheowl

Ben the Bruce really loved the snow
He also loved skating, and never went slow
Ben might just have been the best skater around
His swiftness would make the viewers astound

But skating is not just about being fast
If you don't have the technique, then you won't last
You have to practice, and skate every day
If you want to be fastest, that is the best way

But being so fast, Ben lacked the technique
His speed would drop once he had reached his peak
The opponents would easily with Ben catch up
Like this he would never ever win any Cup

So Ben figured out what he had to do
He had to learn how to last races all through
So he found a master on which he could rely
And he never stopped giving his best try

If he succeeded, the story doesn't tell
We can only assume that it probably went well
Because trusting others is most often wise
Then you will most certain in level arise

Ramtor the Bruce
by myncithemonkey

Cloaked in robe of blue,
With sinister eyes, too,
Ramtor, the Bruce who,
Is evil through and through.

Using his magic,
In King Skarl's abode,
Chaos and havoc,
As his dark spells flowed.

Castle guards entranced,
Under his control,
Ramtor's curse advanced,
None could stop his goal.

Until a brave group,
Led by a Blumaroo,
Came in one fell swoop,
And ended his coup.