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As the scene ran its course deep inside of my head
I resolved I would save him from rancour and dread,
And I'd bring the Dean foot-tickled pleasure instead
So I wiggled my toes as I graciously said;
"Sir, I give you much credit for not having fled
And this sight would have made many others see red,
And I'm sure by your standards we all look ill-bred
Not confining our barefeet to bathing or bed;
But it's food for the sole that this town has been fed
And I showed them a spirit they eagerly wed,
A true barefooter's heart simply cannot be led
And the spirit of foot-ticklin won't just go dead;

Now our barefootin feet-ticklin surely annoys
As I dole out foot-tickles a master employs,
I can see why you choose to complain of the noise
And attribute my passion to tricks and to ploys;
But my life I've devoted to spreading the joys
Helping foot-tickled dudes find their lost giggleboys,
At the feel of my fingers, my tongue and my toys
You might find true contentment in shedding your poise;
For it's guys just like you tickling fits to a tee
Who are kept tightly would to the strongest degree,
If you'll give your big feet just the tiniest spree
Once I've tickled them puppies, I'm sure that you'll see;

For your hot ticklish barefeet will make you agree
Once you let yourself loose and your laughter goes free,
Like your barefooter's heart always wanted to be
You're a barefootin tickle freak dude just like me;
You've been going around being prim and discreet
But your aura's as strong as I ever did meet,
I can tell as a foot-tickler you'd be elite
So I'll make you a bet that I'm willing to meet;
If your dawgs find my foot-ticklin ever so sweet
Then you'll join me in barefootin tickle feet heat,
If your tootsies ain't ticklish, my game is complete
And I'll always wear shoes on my big, lonely feet;"