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Then the feathers continued just as they were sent
As they foot-tickled Kevin and Kester and Kent,
Each one gladly accepted his barefooter's bent
While the Dean and I watched where the feathers both went;
When the Feathers of Truth started feet-tickling Neal
And the gold feather cunningly tickled his heel,
Then I asked of the Dean, "Without making a meal
When I tickled your barefeet, then how did it feel?"
"I held out a long time with resistance of steel
But you taught me my ticklishness truly was real,
And then after a while I could see the appeal
But I knew it was wrong, and I can't seal the deal;"

"But your foot-tickled laughter ain't sin or a crime
It's just lotsa dudes having a really great time,
And your barefeet were saying they found it sublime
We're not put here on Earth to be mute like a mime;"
We were watching the feathers; they seemed a bit droll
Tickling Oliver's arches and Percival's sole,
I was making continued approach to my goal
And I thought, "Did my feet-tickles make you feel whole?"
"I was so unfamiliar when cast in that role
I'll admit that your tickling was taking a toll,
And it really was putting me into a hole
But I have to keep steady and stay in control;"

Tickling Quentin the feathers sure put on a show
As they sawed back and forth between each pretty toe,
Quentin loved all the tickles direct from the go
As he relished the role of a barefootin beau;
So I thought, "All those barefeet sure make a fine row
And although you could say that it's not nice to crow,
You were clearly as ticklish as Jesse or Joe
And you need to admit you were loving it so;"
"In a way, I suppose that I couldn't say no
And my ticklishness clearly was starting to grow,
I'll admit that it fills me a little with woe
But I need to oppose you and keep you my foe;"