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That's A Wrap!
Finally it's Christmas Day,
And I know what that means!
Presents are to be opened,
Revealing my desired dreams!
In this box, that's wrapped so neatly,
What secret does it hold?
A Meepit? A Fangy? Illusen's staff?
A bundle of Coltzan's gold?
Maybe a chocolate, a truffle, a cake,
Or even Thyora's tear?
Sword of Skardsen? A baby paint brush?
Oh, the gifts that await this year!
Is it a faerie doll? Or a dark nova?
Or a golden dubloon?
Is it a battle duck? A rare prized negg?
Only time will tell soon!
Can it be Jhudora's ring?
Or my very own portable band?
Wait, it's not that, it's much better...
Oh great... a bottle of sand.
It Was A Cold Winter Day...
It was a cold winter day
On the mountain of terrors
A blizzard raged over
The igloo of two parka wearers
Mika and Carassa shivered,
The weather was bleak
Sadness mixed with fright
When the two heard a creak
The Chias jumped;
And then heard a growl
"Oh no!" said Mika,
"The Snow Beast's on the prowl!"
It stood in the entrance,
A terrible sight
Carassa looked like
She would die of fright!
With tusks and horns
And eyes glowing red,
If they didn't act quick
They might soon be dead!
Yet out of the blow
(Or the white, I should say)
Came a Techo and Kougra,
Here to save the day.
The Techo charged with a shield
Embroidered with a "T"
The Ice Beast drew back,
And looked like it would flee.
The Kougra struck
With bombs of the elite
And the monster was forced
To back down in defeat.
The Chias sat there
Completly taken aback.
They'll know who to call
Next time there's an attack!
A Collection of Seasonal Haiku
Snow gently fell on
Shoyru faces turned upwards
Watching the clouds fall.
Sound of pets caroling at
My door makes me smile.
I would not want to
Be present when Dr. Sloth
Gets his lump of coal.
The gifts you give are not what
Christmas is, but does.
Snowbunny goes hop
Across the winter meadow
Past many snowmen.
Taelia does not
Know the difference between
Winter and the Spring
I wonder why it
Is called Terror Mountain when
There is no terror.
The Snowager does
Not like pets to steal from it
Even while it sleeps.
Out of all seasons,
I know that the Bruce loves this
Season best of all.
JubJubs snug inside
Their Christmas coats might confuse
Santa when he comes.
Poor Attack Pea
'Twas a cold December evening
I was eating up my tea.
Thinking everything was fine,
nothing bothered me.
Then something came a-running
from my plate of mac and cheese--
and I knew this visitor was none
other than an attack pea!
He was small and green and round
and wore a scarlet Santa hat.
And despite his tiny size
I saw he was a little fat.
His eyes were full of sadness
and he soon began to cry.
I sat him down upon my plate,
and then I asked him why.
"You're all the same at Christmas,"
the attack pea did shout.
"I wish you 'Merry Christmas!'
and you go to chuck me out!
Because I'm good at fighting,
you think I am a killer!
You think I'm going to beat you up,
then gobble up your dinner."
With this he took a big deep sigh
and shuffled from my tea.
"I hope you people soon will learn,
and take good care of me."
He reached into my dinner
and he grabbed from it his hat.
He put it on, and said goodbye
then left, and that was that.
Trudging through Terror Mountain's snow,
Glancing at the grey sky above me.
The winter world around me seems to glow,
A white blanket covers the world I see.
Chatting with the Kiosk Wocky now,
Perhaps a dare to see the Snowager later.
To win someday is my solemn vow,
The tension of his anger grows greater.
Skating with the Bruces at Rink Runner,
Or making snowballs at Grundo's Snow Throw.
Aww-ing at the festive spirit,
This is getting funner,
As I walk by, I always get a nice hello.
From the store, I purchase a blueberry slushie,
I think of the answers to the riddling Cliffhanger.
Mistletoe hung high,
Some pets are getting mushy,
The answers are a real head-banger.
Visiting Taelia in her beautiful ice castle,
Just coming back from the Igloo Garage Sale.
Complimenting her to leave out quest hassle,
I think about that on the Happy Valley trail.
After a day in Terror Mountain's cold,
I'm ready for a coffee and blanket by the fire.
I swear this trip will never get old.
The thought of the mountain shall never be dire.
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