Bruce Day Special

Happy Bruce Day!
by crazyboutcute

On this special day for Bruces,
I went to the parade
and had Chia pops and juices,
like grape and lemonade.

I took a seat within the crowd
to watch the Bruces march.
They waved their banners tall and proud
beneath a flowered arch.

A Rainbow Bruce led them all on,
her vibrant stripes aglow.
A Mutant Bruce with brain and brawn
carried a Bruce of Snow.

A Camo Bruce snuck his way in
followed by a Shadow.
An Elder boy brought his old twin
who donned her old chapeau.

The Faerie Bruce soared overhead.
A Wraith slithered below.
And a Disco Bruce danced instead
with his funky afro.

Magma and Water, hand in hand,
Darigan walks with Pink.
A Desert Bruce trekked over sand
while one came from the rink.

I watched Bruces from far and wide
all dance and sing and play.
So I joined in with joy and pride
on this happy Bruce Day!

Battling Boochi
by peacelovebliss

Never ever judge Boochi
though he may look so cute
I found out the hard way
when we once had a dispute.
I was in the line at a shop
to buy something to eat
when the fierce baby Bruce
I happened to meet.
"Oh hello there Boochi,
I'm here for food myself.
Which Baby Food jar
did you want from a shelf?"
Boochi gave me a cold stare
and I practically saw steam
I shut my eyes tight and
hoped it was all a bad dream.
Boochi loudly huffed before he
left the store all alone
and sure enough, soon,
I was summoned to the Dome.
I did not know how
to prepare for the fight
Is Boochi a big zapper?
Does he like to bite?
The answer to that
I learned rather quickly:
Within seconds, alas,
the sweet Boochi defeated me!
As soon as the gleam in
his cute eyes disappeared,
I knew that this Bruce was
a baby Bruce to be feared!

Boochi, if you read this
Have an awesome Bruce Day!
Now that I know your strength
from you I'll now run away!

We Have A Winner
by cinnabonski

Far from home the Bruce travelled,
In search of mysteries not yet unravelled,
He left all the ice,
He left all snow,
The seeds of adventure he meant to sow.

Passed all the towns he did walk,
To many a folk he did talk,
He ran and he waddled,
He hopped and he skipped,
Once he even stumbled a bit,

Through the mountains he did march,
Across the desert he did parch,
Hope seemed lost,
Plan seemed done,
Then came a shimmer in the setting sun.

Could it be hallucination,
Or maybe just imagination,
He cried out,
He yelled with glee,
At this vision he could see,

Behold a city of stone and gold,
It's vast wealth yet untold,
Exotic fruits,
Exotic pets,
A place to clear all your debts,

With a spin of the wheel,
There's no better deal,
Match the Sloth,
Match the star,
And a winner is what you are,

Welcome to Brucey B Slots

Happy Bruce Day!
by st1nkz

The start of December is very exciting,
With so many young ones so hurriedly writing,

To welcome the winter these Neopets scramble,
In juxtaposition of others who amble,

With bows 'round their necks it's easy to see,
They glide through the waters so easy and free,

Their flippers so cutely can do many things,
The only thing they can't is wear many rings,

With beaks they can sing and eat many things,
They tie up and bow up those cute ribbon strings,

Lovin' the cold but their bodies are warm,
So huggable that one always causes a swarm,

Their feet have a charming and wobbly gait,
But you'd be surprised at how well they skate,

Slipping and sliding and coming your way,
These Bruces are happy it's finally Bruce Day!

With a Bow
by isanonymous

A precious living gift itself
this Neopet with a bow
can move with awesome grace
even through the ice and snow
There is nothing terrifying
about this Mountain resident
for a Bruce’s smile is one
that truly is Faerieland sent
I bet you won’t ever find
a Bruce around that is unkind
they may live in the cold
but have warm hearts of gold. 
On this month of Celebration it
why it makes sense to know
why on this day we honour 
a Neopet tied with a bow!

A Solemn Sea Shanty
by skatabo

Beware th' Bruce called Benny the Blade
Pirahna of the sea
Beware the shade o' Scarblade's right hand
Lest ye fall eventually

He wields a blade o' sharpened fear
From this, he gets his name
Ye need but take a tiny scratch
Ta' never be the same

The spectre o' the Captain's will
He calls, and they obey
One word could lay a whole town bare
With mountains o' the slain 

In swordsmanship, he has no peer
Nor mercy fer the weak
Take heed o' black sails on the waves
If a pirate's life ye seek

A vengeful soul equal ta none
He stalks the raging tides
From sailor to pirate, thar's nawt but a few
Who'll escape with their lives

Beware th' Bruce called Benny the Blade
Pirahna of the sea
Beware the shade o' Scarblade's right hand
Lest ye fall undoubtedly

Boochi is His Name
by parody_ham

One of Neopia’s infamous villains,
Boochi is his name.
With ray gun in hand, malevolence planned,
This Bruce is playing no game.

Behind every corner this baby lurks,
Waiting for a target.
He giggles with glee, and as you can see,
This Bruce wants so much more yet.

Why does he fire this heinous ray?
You ask yourself the question.
As he points the glowing blaster 
Towards you, no shred of hesitation.

And in your fleeting moments fall
The final hints of reason.
As the magic of the beam fades quickly
In this chilly season.

One of Neopia’s infamous villains,
Boochi is his name.
With ray gun in hand, malevolence planned,
This Bruce is playing no game.

No excuse to be a Bruce
by coolton45

Dear Bruce, 

I will be there on your birthday December the 5th,
We can eat cake and open your presents.
It might be very late when I arrive,
Because I need to work the nightshift. 

But I think you will like my present,
It's not that big and not very small.
I hope this would be pleasant,
Because you are the greatest of all!

Dear Bruce, I hope you have a great day!
This poem is just for you, and you know I cannot rhyme. 
When my pen touch the paper in any way,
It looks like random letters stuck in slime.

Bruce, this is no excuse... 
I hope you like it.

Brucicles: Such Scrumptious Sweets
by _brainchild_

Those Brucicles are oh so neat!
This winter, they're a yummy treat.
They come in many tasty flavours
Which I'm sure that you will savour!

Appriberry's fruity taste
Is what I'll gobble up in haste!
Or, chocolate makes a Brucicle
Sweet and delicious, never dull.

These foods are shaped like Bruces---they
Wear gorgeous bow ties every day!
Complete with eyes, beak, and their feet,
They really are a joy to eat.

If purchasing desserts, you'll find
The Brucicles to be a kind
Of treat which will not be surpassed
By competition---they sell fast.

Ramtor the Usurper
by precious_katuch14

For many years, Meridell enjoyed peace,
A time of calm and a time of feasts.
Little did they know that it would cease
When Ramtor brought them to their knees.

A Bruce gifted with wisdom and power,
Trusted as one of King Skarl's advisors.
But his relationship with the king soured,
Ushering in Meridell's dark hour.

Ramtor sought to claim the throne,
Sought to rule the kingdom alone.
Before he could realize his ambition,
King Skarl had to be overthrown.

With strange magic that burns bright,
His scheme was at last brought to light.
With his minions and monsters he would fight
And demonstrate his diabolical might.

To Ramtor's power Meridell fell fast,
Leaving its heroes and legends aghast. 
This Bruce achieved his dream at last,
Consigning those times of peace to the past.

That day, Ramtor claimed his victory,
Finally being all he wanted to be.
He takes the crown with great glee
Directs all Meridell to bend the knee.

Ramtor reigns, bringing strife and fear,
Bringing hopelessness and many tears.
He is guarded by his grotesque peers,
His armies that range far and near.

Ramtor reigns, with power in his hand,
He is both king and sorcerer grand
Spreading his magic throughout the land.
Against him, who could stand?