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So I traced the outsides of his soles as I planned
How to make the Dean giggle and laugh on command,
When he'd sense his resistance was built out of sand
And he'd feel it collapse with a touch of my hand;
To attain the great win of my fondest desire
I decided to stoke his competitive fire,
With the thought that right soon I'd be raising his ire
And then soon his condition would start to seem dire;
Since his face was as calm as a statue in stone
Not a trace of a gasp or a grunt or a groan,
So I said to the crowd, "I ain't fightin alone
Why don't y'all tell the Dean what he's gonna be shown?"

The Dean opened his eyes as he told me to wait
"I agreed to fight YOU in this battle of fate,
I don't think you can bring in assistance this late
And it's rather unseemly for someone so great;"
I replied that not one of the dudes would come near
"Ticklin tootsies like yours is a pleasure too dear,
But there's one or two issues you gotta get clear
And they'll tell you some stuff it'll help you to hear;"
I resumed as the town spoke as one, "Don't talk rot
Why, just look at these big ticklish tootsies you've got,
Yeah, the Barefootin Tickler will find every spot
And when he goes to town, it'll tickle a LOT;

As he fills your big barefeet, from toes to your heel
With sensations you're already starting to feel,
And the strength of his tickles is sealing the deal
While your need for submission is growing more real;
See, the Barefootin Tickler ain't losing to you
You can fight all you want, but you know that's it's true,
So just give in and laugh like you're dyin to do
Now don't fight it, dude, laugh! Give it up! KOOCHIE-KOO!"
Then their taunts and their teasings kept growing in clout
Til he opened his mouth and he started to spout,
"Will you tell all your friends now to please cut it out
And just tickle my feet?" the Dean cried with a shout;