AISHA DAY SPECIAL

The Nerkmid No-Brainer
By Alexmajor9

Let me tell you a tale
In this Aisha Day rhyme
Of my "Nerkmid No-Brainer" --
What a laughable time!

The machine stood so tall,
And each colour was flashing,
Each switch was so goofy
And each button so trashy!

I stepped forward with a heave
And my Nerkmid sat sparkling.
With a flick of my hand
I reached into the large thing...

How it buzzed and flashed!
How it shook, it was shifty,
Then I realised quite suddenly:
"MY HAND'S STUCK VERY STIFFLY!!!"

Heads turned and they yelled
To each Aisha and Kau:
"That boy's hand is stuck stiffly,
I can't get my food now!"

They came by the dozens
From near and from far.
Then I sheepishly realised...
"I'm still holding the star!"

I was a bit disappointed
I'd been in high demand,
Now I stood quite embarrassed
With a Tonguewich in hand.

The Aisha Dancer
By Anjie

Fable told by fire's light,
Of a curse that came one fated night.
A shard of darkness dwelt that eve,
The last trick up Lord Kass's sleeve.
An Aisha of sweet beauty, rare,
A creature stunning, wild, and fair.

Gaze enticing, catching all,
She held them in her magic thrall.
A King would fall, her secret dream,
For she was not what she would seem.
A dark mirage, a demon beast,
A hidden threat, to say the least.

The rhythmic beat of tambourine,
Her hair alight with gentle sheen.
Such motions stunning would deceive,
A wicked spell did dance weave.
A King's court seemed so soon to fall,
As the Aisha moved, enchanting all.

As music played, the court did gaze,
Her spell a mystic, woven haze.
All but one suspicious youth,
Small Lisha did suspect the truth.
To show the others, no small task,
And yet this beast she would unmask.

No more a dancer in their eyes,
The vision just a weak disguise.
Mirage was shattered, dancer fled,
But to where was wondered with such dread.
And yet some wonder, and shall tell,
That somewhere, the Aisha weaves her spell.

To Imiya
By Moosegirl42

Little white Aisha,
slumbering serenely,
dreaming dreams
of marshmallow tranquillity,
what do you see?

Disturbed by inner demons,
you toss and turn and roll.
The looming of your maths exam
begins to take its toll.
Such things are beyond control.

Frolicking Babaas
with maniacal smiles
ruin your calm
with numerical trials
and arithmetical wiles.

But yet, their schemes
have failed to work!
You studied hard and long.
Because you did not shirk,
those Babaas are irked.

Foiled, they flee,
and you sleep once more,
having faith in your skill.
Seeing that math isn't a chore,
you begin to peacefully snore.

Wonderful Aisha
By Winterquill

Curious Aisha,
A four-eared wonder,
The Neopian novelty
Of mystic splendour.

A creature of marvel,
There is no question.
Unique and gifted,
Without exception.

Wondrous Aisha,
An inspiration of whimsies,
Possessor of magic
And all of its mysteries.

Neopia's sweet gift
Of quick intelligence.
A clever mind
Of unceasing brilliance.

Great Aisha,
A gentle friend,
A kind and happy companion
With a gracious heart to the end.