MEERCA DAY SPECIAL

An Ode to Meercas
by aviagua

What zips about on stumpy legs
Chasing after elusive Neggs?

Which Neopet is tiny and quick
With little button eyes
And a tail long & thick?

There are many remarkable Neopians,
I can list some of the better known ones:
Like Fanetti the AC Goal Keeper
Of Team Haunted Woods
And the monger of the Crumpet Shoppe
Who sells delicious baked goods.

There are some more dubious fellows,
Like Chuffer Bob the cheater
Or Meuka the infection
The thieves Heermeedjet & Meerouladen
And Young Sproggie the deckhand
(You think him innocent? Look at all of the smuggled food he's eaten!)

But don't let the bads ones make you dismayed,
Because this is supposed to be a happy day!
To give note to and celebrate
Everything that makes Meercas great!

Defining a Meerca
by tsuki_the_noodle

Defining a Meerca is no easy task
"Well what is a Meerca?" I hear you ask.

A Meerca is round, its body is small;
It has a long tail that waves and enthralls.

A Meerca is squat, a Meerca likes neggs
And has been known to chase after them on short little legs.

A Meerca is furry, and makes you ask "Why?!"
As their fun little pranks prove that they're sly.

A Meerca has ears, and they're rather grand;
The better to hear you with - and their favorite band.

A Meerca may appear rather small
But a Meerca's heart is the biggest of all!

Ode to Meerca
by aquamist1000

The Meerca is a stout and round, fluffy-tailed friend,
that possesses a heart of gold unmatched.
And with its quicksilver fast, flexible tail: 
a Meerca is one you will never catch.

Observe as the Meerca harvests its favorite treat:
Yellow, green, rainbow, and fish neggs form a colorful trail
that twists and twines in complex design,
each negg a bead on the string of the Meerca’s tail.

The day ends when the neggs are tucked away and gone,
so what else to do when the day is done?
It is time for the Meerca’s wicked sense of humor to shine, 
because after a long day’s work follows playtime and fun.

Behold the Meerca’s trickster streak:
Make a funny noise! Hide a friend’s favorite toy!
These pranks elicit laughter from all those around.
The Meerca is sometimes a handful, but always a joy.

But bedtime arrives when the Neopian moon sets
and the Meerca stifles a great big yawn. 
The Meerca retires to bed, its Neohome cushy and warm,
and sleeps, pillowed on its curled tail, until dawn.

The Faerie Meerca
by indulgences

The Faerie Meerca is not sweet
It's colored black and blue
It's hardly sweet and girly and
I love its special hue

Abandoned is the normal tint
Of pink and yellow wings
It's meant for wild excursions and
It's meant for rougher things

It flies above the mountains tall
It soars and dips at will
It twirls and spins in midair flight
It flaps its wings with skill

The Faerie Meerca is a pet
Of strong and hardy fame
Do not be tricked or flummoxed by
The "Faerie" in its name

The Meerca’s Game
by wintermint_1012

“Come on in! Have a seat, 
And we’ll deal you in,” 
Huffs a mouth that’s supported by three double chins.
Pudgy paws push your cards ‘cross the table and then,
With a belch and a grin, he exclaims, “Let’s begin!”

All silent and stern, ‘round the table you sit,
While you wait for the lies they are yet to commit,
All worthy opponents… ‘cept that old Chuffer Bob,
Who, suffice it to say, seems like, sort of, a slob.

Then cards flood the table and you’re on a mission
To point out the cheats at the slightest suspicion,
And lay down your hand with the upmost finesse,
'Cause you all know the rules: Only losers confess.

But suddenly someone throws down their last card...
It’s the Meerca who looks like he only eats lard.
With a chuckle he proudly proclaims “One last ace!”
And you slam down your hands and yell “CHEAT!” at his face.

You all hold your breath as the front is revealed, 
And you all toss your cards 'cause your fate's finally sealed,
You laugh to yourself 'cause you know you've been bested,
Sometimes the best player's the most unexpected.

The Wondrous Exploits of Captain Meerca's Crew
by tyuio_k50

Come along, Cap'n Meerca,
Let us gather our crew!
Let us sail to Scurvy Island,
On the wide ocean blue.

And when we get there, arr,
We'll pillage their dubloons!
They be buried in the sand,
Like the Oracle's boons.

Then to Mystery Island,
Oh, the Codestones galore!
Then we visit ther Trading Post,
And pillage some more!

Yo ho! As we sail,
Lutari Island we swarm,
And could make off with them beads...
If could we brave the storm...

Moltara... arr...
It's rather hot.
And if I bet perfectly honest,
Well, I'd rather not.

And I wouldn't mind Altador,
Expect for their king,
And arr, Shenkuu's ships be kind of scary,
Curse those flying things!

That blasted Lost Desert?
And them petty thieves?
Are ye crazy, Cap'n?!
One there would lose more, than one receives!

Yarr! Them Haunted Woods,
Ye say?
Well I wouldn't mind goin',
Except fer them Sway...

FAERIELAND?! CAP'N?!
HAVE YE LOST YER MIND?
Decimation, and destruction,
By Fyora the kind!

Brightvale? Merridell? C-C-Citadel?!
In the middle of that feud?!
Arr, but cap'n...
King Skarl's kind of rude.

Kiko Lake be too wet,
And Terror Mountain's too cold,
And either way we'd be pilfered by the Lake's team
Or Thieves' guild of old!

T-T-T-Tyrannia, cap'n?
With them sluggish brutes?
In the midst of an endless war?
That's not worth me new boots!

Kreludor?
Cap'n! Stop! We can't fly!
Yer scaring me, Cap'n,
I think I may cry.

YOU CAN'T TAKE US TO VIRTUPETS!
CAP'N! TAKE THOSE ROCKETS OFF THE BOAT!
SOMEBODY HELP! THE CAP'Ns GONE MAD!
DR. SLOTH WILL DESTROY US, WITH ONE POWERFUL SMOTE--

[i]-kaboom-[/i]

Arr, cap'n, I be thinkn' this through,
Now that we lack a boat, treasure, and crew,

There's something that I, so dearly wish to discuss,
Perhaps piratery isn't cut out for us...

The Meerca Brothers
by chavo_guerrero

There's a famous pair of thieves,
A well know deuce of crooks,
Called the Meerca Brothers,
And they abseil using hooks!

Meerouladen and his bro,
Have pulled off many crimes,
Hermeedjet and he reminise,
About the older times.

They stole the crown of Coltzan,
That proud and noble king.
Finding a way to snag that prize,
Was the most perfect sting.

Now they're planning another heist,
But this one not so tough,
They each want another slice of cake,
Because one clearly isn't enough.

They're at the Meerca Day party,
But still planning how to steal,
Instead of enjoying the atmosphere,
They're working out a deal.

One causes a simple distraction,
The other makes a dive for the cake,
And they're both out the door in a heartbeat,
Before anyone can doubletake.

I know it is only a cake,
And they could have had seconds, as well,
But for thieves it tastes better when stolen,
And at that these brothers excel!

The Flaming Meerca
by fleurdust

He's said to come from far away,
Born in a volcano's flame.
At least, that's what the rumours say--
And what Tyrannian Neopets claim.

His eyes are black as burning coal,
And his belly glows white-hot.
No other has the precise control,
That the Flaming Meerca's got.

This Meerca's fierce conflagration,
Will fill your heart with fear,
When he raises, with keen concentration,
His formidable Fire Spear.

With nunchuks, discs and scimitar,
He makes a valiant, fiery foe.
Though not as strong as Balthazar,
He's quite the dynamo!

So take heed, and tread with care,
Next time you enter the Arena.
Ready your courage, if you dare,
To fight the Flaming Meerca.

If a challenging battle's what you desire,
Come learn what it means to fight with fire!

Meuka
by prettyobscure

Through sickness, infections, maladies:
He'll slide through your nostril - a most terrifying sneeze! 

Watch out, dear pets, be it Sneezles or Neoflu:
This drippy, slimy creature could challenge you!

A science experiment gone wrong -
a repellant Meerca who slithers along!

How did his existence come to be?
Most Neopian citizens spot him and flee!

Yet, he's sought out by collectors of avatars,
And so through that, Meuka does his part!

Even Evil Denizens play an important role, you see...
So happy Meerca Day to him, to you and to me!

Struggles of the Meerca Chase Meerca
by xrainydayx

Around and around I go
Picking up Neggs, 
Avoiding my tail.
From dawn to dusk 
It’s always the same;
If I make a wrong turn then I fail.

My tail grows and grows
And it becomes difficult
To maneuver my way 
Through the landmines.
Searching for Fish Neggs
Or even a Rainbow;
Yes, a few of those
And I’ll be just fine.

Red Neggs abound!
Hook left, turn right,
U-turn around!

Around and around I go
Never lasts long,
Soon enough I will stall.
My tail will get the better of me,
Or perhaps I will just 
Hit a wall.