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"That's the way, dude," at last I was ready to say
"Let your hot ticklish barefeet both come out to play,
You can fight all you want dude, but there ain't no way
All your eloquent laughter will rise up and bray;
See, that mighty composure is made outta clay
And the strength of my tickles will force it to pay,
You'll be famously thrilled by the end of the day
And a foot-tickled barefooter you're gonna stay;"
Then the Dean took a look where his cast-off shoe lay
And he felt it all hit with the force of a ray,
Slipped the other shoe off, let it land where it may
So I picked up his shoes and I cast them away;

All my town of supporters were speechless with shocks
From the geekiest geeks to the jockiest jocks,
That this really was happening cleaned all their clocks
As they elbowed each other and whispered, "This ROCKS;"
Then the Dean began looking as trapped as a fox
Who had ventured too far and been locked in a box,
He had kept his dawgs safer than gold in Fort Knox
But he now looked as if he'd come down with the pox;
He envisioned his tootsies both trapped in the stocks
And the tickling they'd get from my friends in their flocks,
Yet he drew himself up to prepare for his knocks
Then the Dean just reached down, and he loosened his socks;

So I felt it was he I'd been destined to meet
And a silence spread through all the crowd to the street,
As the moment approached they were eager to greet
And I saw many faces turn red as a beet;
I felt peaceful and calm in the waiting and heat
Feeling sure that my triumph would soon be complete,
The Dean's might resolve I would roundly defeat
As I tickled his barefeet and made it elite;
With the Dean's so compliance increasingly sweet
His expressionless face turned as pale as a sheet,
Then a flash of his gesture delivered the treat
Whisking off both his socks, and I saw... HIS BARE FEET!!!