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"Perhaps this is giving your mind a small niggle
You're seeing your friends' ticklish barefeet all wriggle,
While watching their toes as they jiggle and wiggle
And yet you don't hear any one laugh or giggle;"
It was clearly the Guardian Angel who spoke
For I instantly knew that it wasn't a joke,
This was all in my head, said a sense that awoke
As it told me that angels were that sort of folk;
Here was clearly a heavenly power he brought
"I do find it surprising," I answered in thought,
"If they've chosen the ticklefeet path as I sought
I'd expect them to laugh as they certainly ought;"

"In each man and teen here is a passion that brews
And the Feathers will show him just what he could lose,
By surrendering more than his socks and his shoes
If your barefooter's way is the path that he'll choose;
And if having his barefeet well tickled by you
Gave him more than an inkling of all he holds true,
If you opened his soul and his ticklishness grew
Til the more he's foot-tickled the better he'll do;
And if tickling your barefeet shook something awake
A strong passion for feet-tickling dudes til they break,
This will show him for certain he's real and not fake
And that yours is the path that he really should take;

Giving everyone privacy truly is clutch
Given now how each fate is decided as such,
To deny or embrace what foot-tickling can touch
With his laughs overheard it would all be too much;
So the Feathers of Truth give a space that's apart
For each man to digest all the facts they impart,
As he's coming to terms with the whole of his heart
And preparing to fathom the lifetime he'll start;
But I ask as you're watching these men and these teens
And your passion's so strong for your barefootin scenes,
Are you willing to share all that feet-tickling means
And exchange all your thoughts with the decorous Dean's?"