Another poem for you TMF

Tickle, tickle,
Tickle, tickle.
Nonstop just like the clock.

Tickle, tickle,
Tickle, tickle.
Stripped down, tied and locked.

You tell me that you hate it, and yet your smile is wide.
Your armpits are so smooth to touch, a thing you cannot hide!
I know you think its torture but now its just too late.
You should thought on that before you took the bait.

Tickle, tickle,
Tickle, tickle.
Nonstop just like the clock.

Tickle, tickle,
Tickle, tickle.
I know you almost cannot talk.

Trying to distract me, you scream "please, let's just have sex!".
Surely, dear, you should have known, It wont have that effect...
Now, my mouth is kissing you, in place which is so sweet!
Still, my fingers "walking", going back in to that pit!

Tickle, tickle,
Tickle, tickle.
You just ran out of air.

Tickle, tickle,
Tickle, tickle.
You think I really care?
(Ok, yes, I do )

A under appreciated poem, so here's a bump! Sadistic tickle as oppose to the other playful one you've written.

Excelent poem.

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