Poetry

	Kiko Squeeze Toys! When it's time to take a bath, There's one thing you must bring! by one_headlight
	Hey, That Pinchit Pinched It! The sand is warm and ever so fine, there is nothing quite like it and the feeling so divine. by qeenoneo
	The Beautiful Game It's summer time in Altador and that can only mean one thing, Once again it's time to see what drama the Altador Cup will bring. by merionelle
	Slorg Slime If you are the owner of a Slorg, you may have encountered Slorg Slime. by tatyanne
	The Ixi and Pixie Sit down and listen to a tale of magic, that few know of it is quite tragic. by periodicage
	Mist of a Dream What is it, yet to be uncovered, that moves across the face of Neopia, never in the same place twice, always hidden to the public eye. by omgsinho
	An Apple Chia a Day An apple a day keeps the doctor away; At least, that’s what they always say. by hfallyn
	Lonely Ruben Makes a Friend This poem is about a Scorchio named Ruben Who was painted in glorious shades of fire. by ayakae
	Who Are We? Regal, Royal, and Green Big sensitive ears alert to danger by not_sporty
	An Aisha's Night Terror She chased her sneaky, one-eyed Meowclops, Who sprinted fast without any stops. by chevvy22

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"The Altador Cup From the Side" by weiyannn
The sun was just beginning to rise behind the magnificent Colosseum of Altador. Rays of golden streaks framed the huge structure. Despite the early morning, groups of Neopians from all over the globe were beginning to gather outside the Colosseum. Many donned jerseys, caps, and all sorts of memorabilia in support of their favourite Altador Cup team. It was the first official day of the Cup, and press had already been ongoing for a week. Energy and excitement buzzed palpably in the air. Cliques had already begun to form as friends and long-time loyal supporters chatted excitedly about their hopes for the year. Maizie, the Cloud Bruce, was no exception. Wearing a jersey of her favorite team, along with a cap in preparation for the long days under the sun, and a foam finger tucked under her wing, she was ready as can be for the Cup. She had been waiting for this all year. She even switched out her usual blue bow for a handmade cotton scarf she made, with her favourite team’s logo painted in the middle. It wasn’t her first time to Altador, having been to previous Altador Cups, but it has been a while, since the previous year’s Cup was cancelled due to the grey that affected Neopia. She stood in line with the other Neopians with her ticket ready in hand, bouncing in anticipation to enter the Colosseum. “Next! Tickets please!” A gruff Grarrl ushered her forward. Maizie handed her ticket over. As the Grarrl scanned her ticket, she stood on her tiptoes to look over his shoulder for a glimpse of the arena. She was so excited! “Sorry, this ticket’s not valid.” The Grarrl handed the ticket back and waved her off to the side. “NEXT! TICKETS PLEASE!” What?! How could this be?! She stared at her ticket in shock. “Excuse me, sorry, there’s no way-“ “Can’t you see we’re busy here? Go find Customer Service. Next! Tickets please!”

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