Once more told by the cat,
Giving space for this two loons at my mat.
It seems when Tarsier Man's eye went pop,
Causing Drazin's mouth to drop.
He saw Drazin's slippers below,
As his eyes ran to and fro.
Once back in his head,
He knew Drazin caused kitties dread.
This guy had to be stopped,
Tarsier Man was some glad his eyes popped.
Drazin was busy arguing over a price,
Demanding that they charged him twice.
Tarsier Man watched from behind an aisle,
Thinking how Drazin's third person talk was vile.
Drazin noticed him in the mirror above,
And no longer cared about his overcharged baseball glove.
Tarsier Man made his eyes go pop,
And out they came with a plop.
He loved his power,
For it made the people around him cower.
Most just thought it was gross,
But that's something Tarsier Man seemed unable to diagnose.
His body felt a shock,
And began to rock.
Drazin's laugh became a roar,
As it echoed throughout the store.
He had caught Tarsier Man's eyes,
Thinking he won a prize.
As he held his glove closed,
Tarsier Man simply posed.
He began to sing his theme song,
And told Drazin he did not belong.
He would have to give up his evil ways,
Or he'd make sure Drazin pays.
Tarsier Man's eyeless body ran at Drazin,
Who looked at this thing with the mind of a raisin.
Drazin simply stepped aside,
And Tarsier Man lost his stride.
He ran into the counter and did a flip,
Upon doing so he hit the register with his hip.
The thing twirled around,
And Drazin's eyes bulged as the true price was found.
The shop keeper had been fleecing one and all,
Charging extra at his hall.
Drazin flung Tarsier Man's eyes from his glove,
Filled with pure hate and not love.
The shop keeper had almost fled,
When the eyes whacked him in back his head.
He fell to the ground,
And Drazin stood over him all profound.
Tarsier Man recalled his eyes,
And fixed up his bark suit disguise.
He saw Drazin pick the guy up by his shirt,
And sounded his theme song alert.
He hopped off the counter onto Drazin's back,
Going on the Tarsier Man attack.
Drazin flung the shop keeper aside,
And gave Tarsier Man quite the ride.
He then flipped him over onto the floor,
And turned his attention to the shop keeper once more.
Tarsier sprung to his knees,
Ripping at Drazin's cat fur slippers like they had fleas.
Before Drazin could move his slippers were gone,
And his glowing eyes began to dawn.
Tarsier Man cheered and ran away,
Once more letting his theme song play.
Drazin grabbed the shop keeper,
Wanting to end that Tarsier Man creeper.
And took his frustration out on him,
Let's just say the shop keeper's outlook was grim.
Drazin grabbed his glove and his owed money,
Heading outside where it was sunny.
His feet were bare once more,
I'm sure he'll be heading to my shore.
But not before he tracks down Tarsier Man,
Proving he's just some flash in the pan.
As Drazin knew he stopped the crime,
And pretty soon he'd make Tarsier Man's eyes pop one final time.
So there we go, another tale of both those clowns at my show. I hate that Tarsier Man even more now. For unless Drazin wants slippers made from a cow, he will come after us once more and I'm sure out the third person ranting will pour. But he will never get the cat or Cass, as he has nothing on my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.