With The Mind Of A Raisin, Back Comes Drazin!

Where to begin with this third person talking nut who has forever plagued my hut? Ever since the cat and Pat tried to get across the border we've had to deal with his short bus order. He has had weird clones and gave off plenty of cat slipper groans. Of course many may not know. So for D Drazin comes back to my show.

He started out at another sea,
Before he came to bother me.
Just look at that mug.
Doesn't he look like a thug?

So then he came,
Talking his third person game.
With a rather annoying claim,
That he was a God of fame.

The Great God Duke Drazin,
With the mind of a raisin,
Came after us time and time again,
Even beating on Tarsier Man at our den.


Then through some sort of weird pass,
He was on the side of my little rhyming ass.
I guess Island of the Gawker did that,
With Glitch of a Witch also at our mat.

He even has an incarnation in the novels of Pat,
Which brings shame to the cat.
Although not as much as this,
For now he truly is a God you can't miss.


That is right!
Drazin gets to see the children's book light.
He gets to share it with a mutt,
Who likes to sniff a butt.


This incarnation is really mean though.
He tosses gods to and fro.
Will he win in the end?
I guess you'll have to wait until The Divine Shrine comes around my bend.

Now without further adieu, the nut can come bore all of you.

"Drazin is glad you finally shut up, fleabag. All of this rhyming crap has Drazin ready to make you and that other fleabag into slippers once again. But Drazin is proven to be a god with your next book. So Drazin will let you be, although Drazin expects a royality. Damn, Drazin is now rhyming which Drazin hates. So off Drazin will go until Drazin is needed for further dates."

Now isn't he fun?
Saying his name by the ton.
Now all know,
Drazin and his red eyed glow.

The mook has been here a while so I thought for D I'd turn it to his dial. Plus got to plug a new book that will soon be coming to my nook. It stars a mook and a mutt. Almost drives me to sniff a butt. I also had to hold back the sass from Cass or this would have been a huge post from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.