Tales From October Volume II

Thus so it was
That the net was readied
In time enough
To so ensnare
The rookie strordinaire

"Excellent, I have him now. Let the fun begin." And he looked at Bob and nodded almost imperceptibly, a sign of "gracious" forgiveness to his henchman.

Bob said nothing
No not a word
But Streede he cared as not
As too excitred was he then
To glare or else
For long had it been
That he'd done so much
As this but done this day

And Tykyn struggled
Oh yes he did
But his good strength
Was nay enough
To free him so

"Who are you? Tell me who you are."

"I am Streede and you will not enjoy your time aboard my flying complex."

"Streede eh? Well Streede, this will not end well for you."

"Oh? Aren't you the boastful little strordinaire, so helplessly caught in my grasp. And you are the only strordinaire, so I'd not be so boastful lest you infuriate me to the point of your demise."

And he grimly smiled
Entwining his fingers
Yes but gleefully
Finally feeling
Like the nefarian
He'd long since dreamed
That he could be