WOCKY DAY SPECIAL

The Sewage Surfer
By Ineludible

When the pipes break and the drains leak
There's only one Neopet to fix it all --
Neopia's saviour from the sewage plumbing,
Matt the Wocky answers the call.

He doesn't mind getting dirty,
but could always go for a shower.
He'll thwack and he'll hit;
He never stops, no matter the hour!

He'll brave the sewers and the drains
with his wrench that's always trusty.
He never fears what might come out,
as long as he has Rusty.

He's a plumber extraordinaire,
and that's no exaggeration.
He can be up to his knees in sewage
and show no sign of desperation.

Sometimes it gets hard for him,
but he'll never give up.
He'll use Rusty all the time,
until the sewage has had enough.

He'll fix up your pipes,
He'll bang up your drains,
He'll do whatever it takes,
even if it rains.

He's good at what he does,
whether it's plumbing or repair.
If your pipes burst all of a sudden,
know that Matt will always be there!

Keeper of the Kiosk
By Anjie

Spiralling in winter's midst,
Like a spire, traced with ice.
Those who seek such fortune climb,
And with their luck, they dice.
Hail he who guards the booth
Atop this barren peak!
If one seeks to deal with chance,
It's this small kiosk they'll seek.

Enigmatic seems his air,
He slides forth each new card.
Those tickets that hold luck and chance,
With honour shall he guard.
The silken gloss of flowing pelt,
Doth keep this Wocky warm.
Protection from the flakes that fall,
A shield against each storm.

He holds such fortune in his paw,
The fate of those who hope.
Within his kiosk in the cold,
Alone on snow-glazed slope.
Each card could yield a pile of gold,
A price beyond one's dreams.
He alone deals out the prize,
Amid ecstatic screams.

Luxurious his winter coat,
So snug around his form.
Tucked so snug 'round dainty paws,
It keeps them toasty warm!
If treasure should invade your thoughts,
Then up the slopes, you'll crawl.
When gold becomes your choice of luck,
Seek out the Wocky's stall!

The Wocky
By Scientist105

The Wocky,
What a wonderful pet,
Dances around the in the snow,
With little regret.

Wockies are wonderful to have around;
They are cute and play.
They keep you happy
Every day.

Wockies are great,
they have their own day,
December the 12th,
Not in March or May.

Wockies are awesome,
As you can see,
I suggest you find one,
To experience true glee.

MAGAX
By Mia_vendetta

MAGAX the Wocky,
A name we all know,
He lives well away
From the cold, wet snow,
In the dark eeriness
Of the cemetery.
That is the place
He will always be.

Older than the trees,
Colder than the night,
For the innocent of hearts
This ex-villain now fights.
His feet off the ground,
He quite swiftly glides
Through the cold tombstones,
A brave soul who never hides.

Against Hubrid Nox
He has chosen to battle
Through the cold, windy nights
When the windows all rattle,
And the moonlight scenes
With the forest aglow
In the trees up above
And the headstones below.

MAGAX the Destroyer,
An old slave to the darkness
With his Darklight Axe --
Great power he can harness
To vanquish the shadows
And defeat his past.
This great task
Is surely not his last.