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With this new sense of purpose my consciousness knelt
I would free his bare feet from the hand they'd been dealt,
As I tickled right through the resistance he felt
And his foot-tickled laughter would make the dude melt;
He would put up a fight, that I knew to be true
As he truly believed that it just wouldn't do,
To have barefootin dudes into foot-ticklin too
But I knew I would win by the twitch of his shoe;
He'd be stronger than Chester or Chumley or Chuch
But the game would be mine once his barefeet were stuck,
And my feet-tickles quickly would shatter his pluck
As his bare tootsies felt that it TICKLED LIKE F*;

He'd be giving his all to surviving my test
But as feet-tickles go, he'd be getting my best,
His big doggies would get it without any rest
And he'd know what I meant as I tickled with zest;
Yeah, I'd torture them barefeet and do it in style
Though his rugged resistance would last for a while,
With his spirit resisting the impulse to smile
As it wanted to spread out as wide as a mile;
Then his toes would be itchin to twitch and to jerk
With my devious ticklin just doin its work,
But inside him the feeling all ready to lurk
While I'd come to be sensing the start of a smirk;

Both his feet he could stiffen without any slip
From his heels at the base to his toes at the tip,
But I'd know his composure was taking a dip
As I took a quick look at the twitch of his lip;
I'd just step up the tickling and feel it begin
Though he'd still his big barefeet to guard against sin,
He might miss that his lips were both aching to grin
And they'd tell me for sure I was certain to win;
While his mind said foot-tickling was something to hate
Both his soul and his soles would be calling it great,
Then those bare tickled tootsies would show him his fate
When he rallied resistance and found it TOO LATE;