Moehog Day Special

Everyone Needs a Moehug
by theguy2020

Do you know someone who is having a bad day?
Are they feeling grey?
You may be unsure of what to do,
Luckily I have a clue for you!

There is an item that can cheer anyone up,
From the biggest hero to the smallest pup,
Give a Moehug to someone in need,
It is quite the good deed!

This cute item resembles a purple Moehog giving a hug,
Making anyone feel quite snug,
It will show that you truly care,
And that you're always willing to share!

When times are tough a Moehug can assist,
Show someone that they are missed,
One of the kindest gestures you can give,
Also perhaps a way to ask someone to forgive!

Get this purple buddy for a pal today,
They won't even know what to surprise,
The surprise will likely will them with joy,
As now they have a new favourite toy!

Whether they're feeling lonely or blue,
A Moehug shows your heart is true,
It's soft and warm with gentle cheer,
Bringing a smile to every face near!

Hog on your Heart
by qeenoneo

They are moe often overlooked, 
while other breeds hog people’s hearts. 
Once you bring one home you will be hooked, 
as they nuzzle into your arm along with a good book. 

The clip clop of their hooves echo on the cobble, 
as their excitement to see you turns into a hobble. 
Their little tails wag with joy, 
yet to have a nibble of your food - they can also be coy. 

Each Moehog has it’s own unique flare, 
some shy, some loud and some who like to stare. 
No matter what they bring into your life, 
the love they give will get you out of any strife. 

This day is to celebrate these little beasts, 
who want to sit beside you at the table to feast. 
They will stand beside you through rough times, 
even if they are a little cheeky - sometimes!

Faerie Moehog
by agedbeauty

Behold the Faerie Moehog
Her wigs are so see-through -
Despite how delicate her wings are,
She flies with the other Faeries too!

Her wings will inspire awe
In shades of green and blue,
Not pink or purple but 
A dainty pastel hue.

She flits across the sky,
As shining as a star -
The Faerie Moehog flits about 
Flying near and far.

But the Faerie Moehog 
Is not just a jitterbug -
She flits and flies but
She also loves a hug.

So today grab a snuggle
With a pretty Faerie Moehog -
She's dainty but so snuggly,
The perfect Moehog Day epilogue!

Agent 00 Hog!
by scratchcosmoaxe

The day begins with a new mystery, a crime has happened and the villain did flee.
They dropped lots of junk at the Money Tree.

Neopians came together to clean it up, some who were there found treasure with a little bit of luck. Even Charlie the Kacheek arrived with a garbage truck.

They cleaned and cleaned and worked as a team, seeing all the trash everyone thought the villain was mean.

Agent 00 Hog was called to investigate, can he find the culprit or was it too late?

Arriving on the scene he see the Neopians trying to clean. Some had a frown others smiles where beginning to gleam. The hog looked closely at all that was going on and noticed the culprit had admitted they had done wrong.

They had left their name on every item they dumped, not such a smart villain Agent 00 Hog trumped.

Moehog: Bringer of Night
by profebest

Bringer of Night is a mighty Moehog after night,
Who is shiny enough to turn dark lights into—
fire in order to light the Desert Tomb fights,
This mighty Moehog is the god of lightning...

This ancient Moehog once fought a devastating war 
against a long-lost Bori civilisation in the past.
Bori civilisation escaped from Bringer,
At the cost of one price: an icy colour for eternity.

The Bringer took part in Hannah and the Ice — 
Plot back in the days of its glory times—
Hannah and Galem were a team trying to get points.
Enough to defeat the last enemy: the Bringer of Night.

Galem Darkhand sought a priceless magical jewel, 
hidden deep within the depths of Terror Mountain. 
It was a treasure the Bringer also desired. 
However, after being frozen by the enchanted Heart of the Mountain. 

Bringer was shattered into thousands of pieces—
by the small but brave Bori Armin, whose bravery,
allowed the Bringer to escape from the Ice Caves, 
so this Bori became the newest champion of Neopia.

Happy Moehog Day!

The Bringer of Night
by shenkuun

The Bringer of Night was a dark Moehog, 
Bringing darkness and covered with smog. 
Wiping out anything in his path,
With no remorse, only his wrath!

He focused his hatred on the Bori, 
Raging war against them was the story. 
Entrapped in ice the Bori became, 
To escape his wrath and preserve their name!

Then, the Bringer of Night was entrapped in a tomb, 
It was his downfall, his impending doom. 
The Thieves Guild freed him to run amok, 
To unleash chaos and great havoc! 

His evil minions were summoned and deployed, 
Both Bori and the Thieves Guild he set out to destroy.
The Bringer of Night was a dangerous Moehog, 
Shrouded in darkness and malevolent fog!

Bori's teamed up to avoid a fate so grim, 
Using the Heart of the Mountain to entrap and freeze him. 
The Bringer of Night's deranged agenda became long gone, 
Shattered into pieces by the little Bori, Armin the Small!

Come to Darigan Toys!
by togepwi

Darigan Toys has so much to discover
Don't judge a book by its cover
The shopkeeper might look scary
But there's no need to be wary!

The Moehog just wants to sell toys
And give customers more joy
He doesn't mean to intimidate
So please don't hesitate!

Want suggestions on what to shop?
Try out this Darigan Spinning Spikes Top
Or maybe this Fake Kass Charm
It'll look great on your arm!

He's very passionate about his craft
You should see all his drafts!
Each toy is carefully designed
With the latest styles in mind!

Mouthless Moehog
by bunaby

Every morning, I comb my spiked up mane
Check the mirror, it always looks the same
Two big tusks, they stick out wide
I look away, I want to hide

Tried to cover them with a scarf or jewellery
Nothing changes, it's easy to see
But even painted Faerie, Royal, or Grey 
The tusks are still here, they never go away

Then one day everything changed
The NeoCash Mall did something insane
Mouth Be-Gone! — one quick spray
And this Moehog found a better way!

I've got peace
I've got poise
With my snout sealed tight
Confident strutting in delight

Mouth Be-Gone! — one quick spray
And this Moehog found a better way!

The Bringer of the Night
by tatyanne

As the night falls,
It is a moonless sky.
Be careful not to cross paths with
The Bringer of the Night.

He lies in wait–
Hidden in the dark.
In the Gallery of Evil–
He has left his mark.

This formidable Moehog,
Is as powerful as he is cruel.
What he has done to the Bori,
Is certainly nightmare fuel.

Buried once before–
In his sarcophagus he lay.
Until an unknowing adventurer
Let the Bringer get away.

Again the Bringer of the Night
Unleashed his horrific powers.
When he escaped the tomb
‘Twas the most terrible hour.

It is said he has been defeated–
But how can one ever be sure?
He is the master of evasion–
How can we ever feel secure?

Until this day, still,
I feel a chill in my bones.
If he ever will return–
We will never truly know.

The Coolest Moehog - Agent 00 Hog
by sierrasiobhan

"Hey, you," comes a sly whisper from behind
Turn quickly around and grin as you find
None other than Agent 00 Hog
Cards in one hand and in the other some grog

"Up for a game?" he asks with a wink
Nod your head yes before you have time to think
Agent loves himself a good game of Cheat!
You know he won't be easy to defeat

He remains so stoic as he lays his cards down
Eyes flick so subtly as he glances around
Adjusts himself slightly leaning back on his stool
How could this hog be oh so cool

Without missing a beat he catches each lie
He's winning by far, oh man, what a guy
He plays it so chill and makes all the girls swoon
No match for his skills, the rounds over soon

After years of Cheat! he's a master of his trade
He even claims that he's completely self-made
The coolest Hog Neopia will ever know
The legend continues of Agent 00

The Halloween Moehog
by weiyannn

The olive green Moehog dons his black cloak.
He smirks at the mirror, and gives his chin a stroke.
Placing a olive green scalp piece on his head,
The look is complete - what wonderful dread!

He’s getting ready for the night,
To give everyone the best kind of fright.
A maniacal cackle booms from his chest,
Loud, proud, and definitely best dressed. 

Don’t make eye contact with him, 
Or your future may be grim! 
He’s no Dr. Sloth, but boy will he try,
To brainwash you and make you cry.

But at the end of the day, it’s all fun and games! 
The Halloween Moehog really isn’t as scary as he claims.
Sure, he may control you in a heartbeat,
But all he wants to do is say “Trick or Treat!”

Moehogs Rock!
by sportyangel3338

When I was a young Moehog
All I wanted to do was play guitar
My mother always gave me her monologue
On how doing that I wouldn’t get far

But a Moehog never gives up their dream
Rock N Roll was everything to me
So, I assembled this awesome Moehog team
It’s time to make great music, you’ll see

Our band is called Moehawk
We have style and talent on a large scale
We really know how to rock
Our lead singer really knows how to wail

We made it to the Concert Hall
With crowds filling all of the stands
We sell out the biggest stage of them all
We have the best fans in all Neopian lands

Now listen kids, never give up
We followed our dreams to the top
We weren’t gonna be the backup
Moehawk Rock is so much better than pop

Chocolate Moehog Head
by lunaticrave

Chocolate Moehog Head
melts languidly beneath the sun,
the crest of hair flops aside
horns lop and lose it menace.

Cocoa sugar tickles my nose
candied veil down my temple,
in a bath of warm confection
my smile retains its form.

Travelers stare, children whisper
inside, today, I’m a Moehog,
strange delight in being seen,
but who was I before this mask?

Sticky sugar coats my skin
in mirrors, I search for clues,
fantasy pressed to my crown
I become what I pretend.

On Farmer Follies’ Farm
by dennykins

In Altador, outside the walls,
Amongst the bales of hay,
There’s a Moehog who yells and calls:
“WINDMILLS DO NOT WORK THAT WAY!”

“Windmills use wind to grind the grain,
They do not blow, ok?”
He explains this, somewhat under strain,
“WINDMILLS DO NOT WORK THAT WAY!”

He piles up his wheat so high,
In stacks that heave and sway.
You suggest the mill might make it fly-
“WINDMILLS DO NOT WORK THAT WAY!”

The Moehog sighs, takes off his hat,
And fans the heat away.
The windmill, you look subtly at-
“WINDMILLS DO NOT WORK THAT WAY.”

Farmer Follies tends open spans,
From dawn ‘til dusk each day.
But don’t suggest windmills are fans:
WINDMILLS DO NOT WORK THAT WAY!

Baby Moehog Plushie
by betti666

Once my Baby Moehog Plushie friend
Took some damage that I needed to mend
To Donny on Terror Mountain I could not go
So my own repairs I had to sew

A rip in their side revealed stuffing so soft
I pushed it back in and stitched up their cloth
A button eye had worked loose 
So I fastened it back with skein of chartreuse

Threads stuck out of their floppy feet
Woven back in now and ever-so sweet
Wool on their tail worn too thin
Extra strands found and worked in

Their leather tusks shiny with years of wear
Nothing to be done, it shows I care
A mane to match their tail too
A few strands added, not quite as new

I fixed you up to keep you together
Our adventures ahead we’re yet to weather
By my side I know you’ll be 
My Baby Moehog Plushie and me