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When I heard his confession, I cried a hurray
For I knew that my tactics were winning the day,
Now his big twitchy barefeet were starting to play
They were lovin the tickles directed their way;
It was more than the Dean ever cared to admit
And I thought that I knew the right buttons to hit,
While I kept up with tickles that just wouldn't quit
Breaking through the Dean's strongest composure and grit;
Though I took his resolve and then tore it apart
I could tell he was learning the truth of his heart,
As I amped up the foot-tickling right off the chart
And the Dean fought to make his expression grow tart;

"I just love spreading passion and laughter around
There's such joy in the air, you can hear it abound,
From the big ticklish barefeet of dudes on the ground
And their laughter's so pure, such a beautiful sound;
Yes, it's tickling dudes' barefeet that does their souls good
Fills 'em right up with giggles the way we all should,
And it brings out their passion like nothing else could
Would I do it again? Dude, I sure f*in would;
It's the greatest of pleasure you're getting and how
From the sweat of my labours you see on my brow,
And it's so much more fun than bad laws would allow
I wish my dawgs were gettin foot-tickled right now!"

The Dean's soles were beginning to glisten with sweat
They felt so good to tickle, the best they had yet,
So I gave them a touch that he wouldn't forget
And they twitched even faster right into my net;
His hot tootsies were telling him I had to win
But he shut his eyes tight and fought on through the din,
Though he did all he could to avoid giving in
The Dean's smile soon became a HUGE s*-eating grin;
D* his wide open mouth was a real pretty sight
And it sure filled me up with a tickler's delight,
It took all his resolve to continue the fight
He was clenching his teeth unbelievably tight;