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Today I saw a forty-something year-old (estimate) white man sporting arse-length blonde dreadlocks.
It did NOT cheer me up.
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Poem
So I thought I'd have a go at writing a little tickle poem - just for the helluvit, you know. To make it easier for myself, I made Robert Conquest's reworking of Shakespeare's Seven Ages of Man my blueprint, so to speak.
Conquest's poem:
Seven ages: first puking and mewling
Then very pissed-off with your schooling
Then fucks, and then fights
Next judging chaps' rights
Then sitting in slippers: then drooling
My attempt at a Seven Stages of Tickling version:
So at first it's all fretting and teasing
Some raking and prodding, then squeezing
Next: oil, then toys
(The thrashing! the noise!)
Then bawling your safeword: then wheezing
Today I saw a forty-something year-old (estimate) white man sporting arse-length blonde dreadlocks.
It did NOT cheer me up.
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Poem
So I thought I'd have a go at writing a little tickle poem - just for the helluvit, you know. To make it easier for myself, I made Robert Conquest's reworking of Shakespeare's Seven Ages of Man my blueprint, so to speak.
Conquest's poem:
Seven ages: first puking and mewling
Then very pissed-off with your schooling
Then fucks, and then fights
Next judging chaps' rights
Then sitting in slippers: then drooling
My attempt at a Seven Stages of Tickling version:
So at first it's all fretting and teasing
Some raking and prodding, then squeezing
Next: oil, then toys
(The thrashing! the noise!)
Then bawling your safeword: then wheezing
