The cat will tell the tale,
To show another Tarsier Man fail.
For evil he created.
Or maybe they're just related.
Tarsier Man had to run.
He latest job was done.
He had to catch the mail.
So he hit the trail.
He found a box,
But couldn't work the locks.
He had to stop this high crime.
But in good time.
He spied the mailman.
Who was a fan.
He gladly took the envelope.
But then lost all hope.
Tarsier Man sang his tune.
Spun around like a baboon.
Which I suppose fits,
Coming from jungle pits.
Once he was done.
The mailman clapped at his fun.
But upon Tarsier Man's pose.
He stepped on the guy's toes.
It seems the mailman had a sore spot.
That when hit things go to pot.
He gets all hot,
And mean by a whole lot.
The mailman declared,
Tariser Man would be spared.
So he could watch what comes,
Then gave a few hums.
He ate Tarsier Man's letter too.
Which would not do.
Tarsier Man gave chase.
Letting his eyes pop from his face.
The mailman stopped the truck.
Jumped out with a hat like a buck.
He had camo that was tye dye.
That was really hard on the eye.
Then he yelled his name.
To let all know is fame.
Sounds like a flash in the pan.
He tried to poke Tarsier Man's eyes.
But they zoomed around him like flies.
He declared the mail would fail.
For he was going to set sail.
No one would talk.
Because he wouldn't walk.
No bills would pass.
Think that would bother the mass?
I guess he hasn't heard of e-mail.
That's an epic fail.
Tarsier Man sprang in the air,
Twirling with such flair.
The Mailman sent him flying,
Without even trying.
Whacking him with a big mail bag.
He laughed tearing up his mailman flag.
Declaring once more,
No mail would come to any door.
He hopped in his truck,
Patted his hat like a buck.
He then took off down the road.
Running over a poor toad.
Tarsier Man would not accept defeat.
He began to tingle from his head to feet.
His ears then stretched from his head.
That is what I said.
They stretched catching the truck.
Latching on to the hat like a buck.
Things then got drastic.
The stretchy ears snapped like an elastic.
Tarsier Man went zooming down the street.
He thought his new power was neat.
He smacked The Mailman,
His former fan.
Knocking off his hat.
The truck squashed a rat.
The Mailman's bag had no room to fling,
So he gave a typical bad guy ring.
Tarsier Man stopped the truck,
Keeping his hat like a buck.
One ear grabbed The Mailman,
Then off it ran.
The ear stretched right to jail,
Dropping him off without fail.
To this day,
The Mailman says he'll pay.
For stealing his hat like a buck.
One day Tarsier Man will run out of luck.
Tarsier Man strutted down the street.
To his own beat.
Loving The Mailman's defeat.
Thinking once again they will never meet.
So now he has eyes that can pop and his ears can stretch the bad guys all the way to a cop. Damn, those things must be strong. Plus they can really stretch long. Once more he created the bad guy. Why does he even try? He sure has his own hero class. One that is beyond my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.