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Then the Guardian Angel, while looking quite grand
Held the Feathers of Truth in the palm of his hand,
And he blew them to life as he sealed his command
So they floated away to do just as he planned;
With a heavenly force that to us was unknown
They derived a pure life from the breath that he'd blown,
While they glittered and shone with a light of their own
As they did what he bid in his angelic tone;
All the anticipation was cutting it fine
As the feathers flew near to the front of the line,
To give all the dudes' barefeet their tickles divine
Though I'd hoped that the feathers were starting with mine;

Then I looked to the line and saw Aaron was first
Of my strongest opponents quite nearly the worst,
He'd resisted while looking quite ready to burst
Though he'd giggled at last as he'd shouted and cursed;
When I got him at last, though at first a bit gruff
He took almost no time to be craving my stuff,
As he begged for more tickles, the smooth and the rough
And his tootsies would dance like they can't get enough;
As the feathers reached Aaron my thoughts quickly ran
To the faith of the Dean in his decorous plan,
And I knew the whole town, to the last boy and man
Felt a fever-like hope as the tickling began;

For the Feathers of Truth had arrived in their flight
Silver went to the left, and the gold to the right,
As they sought to resolve Aaron's barefooter's plight
Was feet-tickling his penance, or purest delight;
Aaron stared while his face turned as white as a sheet
At the start of the fate he was waiting to meet,
Then his face showed his love of the excellent treat
As the feathers were stroking his huge ticklish feet;
As they tickled his barefeet he lay on the ground
With a grin of delight that just spread all around,
But the strangest of Aaron's feet-tickling, I found
Though his mouth was wide open, he uttered no sound;