Visiting the Kadoaties!
by alyndasgallery

I like to feed Kadoaties,
I do it all the time.
I feed them yummy goodies,
And pretend that they are mine.

They purr and mew and cry a lot,
They are a fickle bunch.
It's hard to figure out their cries,
Or when they'll want their lunch.

I like to feed Kadoaties,
Lots of delicious treats.
I wish they weren't so fussy,
Wanting those expensive feats.

They snuggle up against the bars,
And give their noisy *mew*.
Who can resist their sweet faces,
I sure can't... can you?

Kads, Kads, Kads
by dragondancer007

Kads, kads, kads,
Oh what am I to do?
You’re wasting all my money,
Cause I spend too much on you!

The first 1k is blown,
And I barely get a feed,
Then suddenly you want something,
Priced borderline with greed,

Kads, kads, kads,
Oh what am I to do?
You’re wasting all my time,
Cause I spend too much on you!

Every seven minutes,
Right there on the clock,
I hit refresh and on the page,
All your names I stalk,

Kads, kads, kads,
Oh what am I to do?
You’re taking all my tears,
Cause I spend too much on you!

Every moment I think I’ve got,
A feed to call my own,
I click upon the little pic,
And find that I’ve been p*wned!

Kads, kads, kads,
Oh what am I to do?
You’re tugging at my sanity, 
Cause I spend too much on you!

You smile sweetly and I grin,
But then out comes the night,
Suddenly you’re wailing,
Causing quite a fright,

Kads, kads, kads,
Oh what am I to do,
You’re hoarding all my love,
Cause I spend too much on you!

Though you have your faults,
Your thousand little quirks,
You’ve forged a place into my heart,
A charm that always works

The Hunt
by reantimate

It takes a lot of mental might,
To hunt for Kari's Neggs at night.
But if you choose to do this deed, 
Make sure you bring your trusty steed.
For Unis make the best of pals,
And tend to always boost morale.
Cuz when you halt, arm-deep in sludge,
She will poke and gently nudge.
For over there and out of sight,
She's caught a glimpse of something bright.
And as you fling the dirt away,
"A Negg?" you whisper, hope, and pray.
But fortune may not shine on you,
For down there by your filthy shoe,
Is not a Negg, no, not at all,
But something clear, and hard, and small.
You almost turn to look away,
But again she stops you with a neigh.
For as you take a second glance,
You realize you almost blew this chance,
To find the most elusive prize:
The Crystal Negg, a hunter's greatest surprise.

Sparkling Bog Water
by indulgences

This flask is dripping with brown slime.
It's crusted with disease.
Don't touch this sticky, olive flask.
It's rancid as old cheese.

The cap is screwed on tightly, and
Please keep it closed and sealed.
The contents are so vile and gross.
This flask has no appeal.

It smells of dark decay and death.
It's quite repulsive too.
It looks like someone puked it up.
It's ominous in hue.

Please keep this vial away from all
The things that you hold dear!
Its smell will seep through all your things.
You'll shed many a tear!

The Pound
by land_hunter

If only I had known, that day so long ago
What it was that awaited me
I thought perhaps they were tricking me
I didn't think things would end up like this
Now here I sit, alone in the dark
Waiting for someone to give me their heart
The starry ones are taken first
Leaving me to hope I survive
Keeping the tears from my eyes
I try to stand tall, portraying pride
I watch them go
Grarrl, Uni, Koi
They march in and out, past my slot
As I wait for someone to love me
I know my sort don't have the best looks
I'm not pirate, or ghost, or gold
I'm just green
Nothing special about me
But I'll wait for someone to claim me
Because I can see the light now
As the door swings wide
I'm a Skeith, I know
But my eyes will always shine

The Lament of Qasala
by rome780

Amongst the Sand, past a distant hill,
A city sits in death.
Devoid of sound and lost of will,
its towers now a mess.

Its roads beaten, its streets are bowed. 
Each home lies desolate.
The static quiet, increasingly loud,
but once immaculate.

Oh! but why did Qasala fall?
Into this crumbling state.
King Razul cast a curse to all,
So mummies roamed till late.

Yet a savior did arrive,
Prince Jazan broke the spell!
The city now, it does thrive!
In the desert, all is well.