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MUTANTS


by justified38

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Be it a few missing vials of Space Spice,
Or a sudden flurry of frightened Miamice,
These are glorious moments of joy and art,
Even when smacked with a Fermented Fish Tart.
We are Mischievous.

Some have multiple sets of claws, horns, teeth and eyes,
With each extra appendage we’re brimming with pride,
Jagged scales, dull skin or fur - none of that matters,
Gasps of awe always rise above the chatter.
We are Unique.

We may not meet the normal Neopian standard,
But can you say we don’t deserve to be pampered?
Outfits are custom, each detail made just for us,
Nothing goes out of style, and that's quite a plus,
We are Timeless.

Never turn your back on any Neopet in need,
Serve with the Soup Faerie to help those in need,
Defend those who cannot do so on their own,
With a grace reserved for those born for the throne,
We are Altruistic.

The chill of night woven in the dark silk of stars,
Hides the secretive clan of misjudged Lizarks,
Eyes focus with the aid of the full, pale moon,
Three pairs signal that dinner will be quite soon,
We are Nocturnal.

Tentacles and talons never miss any notes,
Playing music with an eerie chill that floats,
The power of the pen lets our wild tales set sail,
Cast spells that reach the spirits beyond the veil,
We are Talented.

All we want is a cosy home and honest love,
To be held and believe - finally - we’re enough,
Forget all the woes when four ears hear, “Zavon!”
With that gentle call, it’s time we move on,
We are Sentimental.

 
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