GRARRL DAY SPECIAL

Not So Tough
by Honeybee54321

Grarrls are known for being fierce,
They really are quite large.
I wouldn't want to be in the way
When one decides to charge!

Not only are Grarrls big,
Their teeth are huge, too.
When a Grarrl gets hungry,
Chomping begins out of the blue!

Deep down, Grarrls are loyal,
Their appearance just a cloak
For the loving 'pet that's hidden,
Will laugh at all your jokes.

Though Grarrls are heavy,
They have tiny little arms,
Which are kind of cute
And really can do no harm.

Getting past the appearance
Of a Grarrl who may look mean,
Is the key to obtaining
The kindest 'pet you've ever seen!

Gooblah The Grarrl
by Dr_tomoe

To be in the Food Club
A pirate must show no fear,
have a hearty appetite,
and a stomach of steel.

And out of all of those
scurvy scalawags
there is one who tops the group,
the best to be had.

Naturally, the biggest eater
(as it should be no surprise)
belongs to a Grarrl, since
they really don't have to try.

Gooblah the Grarrl tops the ranks
of every Food Club bettor,
with his love of meats
as his gut grows fatter.

No matter the odds or how many
slushies are thrown his way, see
his record is an impressive
two wins out of three.

While his taste in fashion may
be questionable (even for a pirate),
there is no food this Grarrl won't
hesitate a second to eat.

So, first-time clubbers and 
veterans all the same
know what the term winner means
and Gooblah is his name.

The Grarrl Bowler Of Lost City Lanes
by Sugarypixiestix2

He lives in the land of Geraptiku,
where there's really not much to do.
Besides the game bowling, of course,
which is truly his only fun source.

The Geraptikuians love their bowling,
you can always hear the pins rolling.
If you live there you know this fact,
and how many citizens it can attract.

Especially a Grarrl who's well-known
for being the best bowler they own.
His skill is exquisite in this game,
obtaining perfect scores every frame.

He visits the lanes every weekday,
and he does not even have to pay.
The owner never charges him a fee --
in fact, he was given his own key.

So, the Grarrl can bowl at any hour,
amassing strikes like a superpower.
No one has ever beaten his scores;
know this if you open those doors.

Superhero Team
by Lilahne_aluoki

Grarrl Day is finally here,
Celebrating those 'pets we hold dear
And cherished in our hearts,
For they've played their parts
In keeping Neopia safe and sound
For as long as they've been around.
There's even a Grarrl superhero team,
With powers galore and smiles that gleam!

They started out as four Grarrl friends,
When their fun Dr. Sloth did end.
Sloth invited them to join his experiment...
You can guess at how well that went!
Each was given a super power,
Then by Sloth they were told to scour
Neopia of all things light
With potion-granted, wicked might.

The Grarrls refused to obey,
And to Sloth's everlasting dismay
The four friends took a mighty oath
To fight Dr. Sloth and evildoers both!
Indeed, they took a solemn vow
That they would never once allow
A single citizen of Neopia to be hurt,
And not once would they ever revert.

There's Captain Astounding standing tall,
Promising to protect us, one and all.
The Incredible Grarrl, ever so strong;
Doing what's right and undoing what's wrong.
Electro-Boy, like a lightning bolt;
As shocking as an electron volt.
And we mustn't forget the Wall,
With his booming superhero call!

But what of the rumored fifth friend?
What does this missing Grarrl portend?
Is the superhero team missing a member?
They've been asked... but they don't remember
All that much of Sloth's foul plan
That they put a stop to before it began.
It's the one thing for which they yearn:
For the fifth Grarrl to be returned!

The Grarrl Shopkeeper Of Tyrannian Furniture
by Silver_azalea

He often reclines
In the furniture he sells,
And falls fast asleep.

Dreaming of 'pets who
Will come to his shop by the
Hundreds for his wares.

He can imagine the
Chaotic scramble that would
Ensue from them all;

Grabbing, haggling, all
To try and get his products
Before someone else!

His fragrant Dung Beds
Line one corner, his Furry
Bath Tubs another.

Shelves made of stone, a
Cozy fireplace and desk
Made out of strong bone.

Thousands of ancient
Designs, fashioned from items
In Tyrannia!

Though, at present times,
This Grarrl’s shop is empty of
Any customers.

Once in a while a
Passerby will peruse his
Ample merchandise,

And select something
As a souvenir for their
Lovely Neohome.

That he is content
With, since it gives him lots of
Spare time to doze off.

Ukkrah The Fire Grarrl
by Phadalusfish

Grarrl Helmet. Glowing red eyes
That peer through the
Twisted metal. Left over from
The burning forge, or his own eyes?

Grarrl Boot. One on each foot.
Claws that tear through anything.
Sharpened by the hand of a master
Blacksmith, or his own claws?

Grarrl Tailspike. A fearsome sight.
Pointed blades, double-edged,
Serrated. Just a thin covering
For his best natural weapon?

His metal armor is hardly the
Thing to flee from. For his claws to
Rake, his spikes to pierce,
He has to get close enough.

Streams of steam and fire
From his colossal jaws reach
Much farther, much faster,
Than his hands, feet, and tail.

They call him many things:
Giant Grarrl, Grarrl Brute,
The Grarrl Who Crushed Tryannia.
But there’s only one you need to know:

Ukkrah the Fire Grarrl

Stealthy Grarrl
by Flufflepuff

Imperceptible to most,
A figure hurries past
To plunder unsuspecting folk,
Then slink away, quite fast.

Lightly soaring o'er buildings
As though he treads on cloud,
The Grarrl of stealth, he clings fast to
The dark used as his shroud.

Midnight scales sink deep into
The grey, surrounding night,
Except for two coals, glowing blue,
Which gleam in pale moonlight.

The coals, they blink, swift to perceive
Movement, however small.
A twitch, a rustling of leaves --
He silences them all.

But if you're quick, you just might catch
A glimpse of velvet cape
Fluttering, noiseless, trailing
From his obscure neck's nape.

When dawn arrives, there will be cries
Of outrage and dismay.
The thief, accomplished with his skill,
Flees unseen, far away.

Grarrl Day Dream
by Mreilynne

On Grarrl Day, I ventured
To the Tyrannian Plateau
To play a bit of my favorite game;
It’s called Grarrl Keno.

You select ten numbers
And then the eggs all hatch.
You’ll be really happy
If you find that some of them match. 

The one thing that I wanted
Was to win the avatar,
To show of my Grarrl spirit,
Though I knew it would be hard.

I carefully chose my eggs
And put my Neopoints down.
The eggs started hatching
And I looked all around. 

The first egg was a failure,
But the second two matched well.
The next two didn’t match at all,
And to the ground I fell.

The final eggs all opened,
And much to my surprise,
I found two other eggs that matched
As they cracked in front of my eyes!

I cheered, I danced, I hollered,
And whisked my new avatar away!
I showed it off on the Neoboards
To say "Happy Grarrl Day!"

Woes Of The Halloween Grarrl
by Comawhite333

He stalks his prey,
But only at night.
He can never show his face
In direct sunlight.

He is a bloodthirsty 'pet
That preys on the weak,
The ones that are quiet,
Silent, meek.

He wears a long black cape,
Eyes glowing red,
With long sharp teeth
Living, undead.

He was bitten by a beast
When the moon had waned.
He's a prisoner of this curse,
Immortal, chained.

He sleeps in a tomb,
Not a castle like Nox.
His bed is our final resting place,
Coffin, box.

I feel sorry for this Grarrl,
For all he has endured.
Maybe one day we can find a way to help him?
Treatment, cured...

Alas, that will never happen,
It isn't meant to be,
He will walk this world forever...
Sadness, misery.

So, I give him my love
And my greatest sympathy.
I wish I could take his pain away...
Compassion, empathy.

So, let us celebrate this Grarrl
And others of his kind.
They can't help that they are bloodthirsty,
It's just how they were designed.

An Aquatic Intruder
by Sheynacruz

Rumor lurks the ocean depths
Of an intruder swift and fierce,
Whose name, a spear of terror,
Doth into hearts of many pierce.

Rumbling growl chills the blood
Of prey and predator alike,
No corner of Maraqua's safe
From this colossal monster's strike.

Steel blue fins and harsh green eyes,
Rows upon rows of razor teeth,
And legendary appetite
Comparable to that of Skeith.

Scouring the seas alone
In search of an aquatic feast,
This land reptile turned to fish
Now rivals even Chasm Beast.

Flotsams flinch in fear,
Ghoti quiver on sea-bed,
Not even Jetsam dares
To cross this fiend, it's said.

So, should you sight the brute,
Make the wise choice to flee...
This day, Maraquan Grarrl
Is the ruler of the sea.