moose
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this is a poem i wrote to tell a story about the picture. i hope you enjoy it
A male boy was lying on the bed, in his bare feet.
then someone grabbed one without skipping a beat.
he wrapped his arm around and held his ankle in place,
leaving very little movement and his foot with no space.
the boy looked down and was confused at first
but the man told him "don't worry this wont hurt!"
he wiggled his fingers and asked "do you know what this means?
the boy sat up quick and he started to beg "no, please don't tickle me!"
pointless to beg cuz the man did not listen he just didn't care
he started wiggling his fingers on the sole that was bare.
up and down side to side he went in a spider like motion.
"coochy coochy coo" he said hoping for a laughter explosion!
the boy knew if he laughed then the man wouldn't stop.
he held it back as the fingers went from the bottom to the top.
the man didn't not quit, he knew it wouldn't be long.
until he was screaming and kicking and laughing along.
it felt like hours and the boy refused to accept defeat.
but the man was persistent he kept tickling his feet.
the boy couldn't take it, the tickling was too much.
his fingers were deadly even with a soft touch.
the boy started laughing until he could barley see.
in between laughs he asked "why are you tickling me?"
the man turned around and kept tickling faster.
"i'am not a man, i'm the tickle monster!"
A male boy was lying on the bed, in his bare feet.
then someone grabbed one without skipping a beat.
he wrapped his arm around and held his ankle in place,
leaving very little movement and his foot with no space.
the boy looked down and was confused at first
but the man told him "don't worry this wont hurt!"
he wiggled his fingers and asked "do you know what this means?
the boy sat up quick and he started to beg "no, please don't tickle me!"
pointless to beg cuz the man did not listen he just didn't care
he started wiggling his fingers on the sole that was bare.
up and down side to side he went in a spider like motion.
"coochy coochy coo" he said hoping for a laughter explosion!
the boy knew if he laughed then the man wouldn't stop.
he held it back as the fingers went from the bottom to the top.
the man didn't not quit, he knew it wouldn't be long.
until he was screaming and kicking and laughing along.
it felt like hours and the boy refused to accept defeat.
but the man was persistent he kept tickling his feet.
the boy couldn't take it, the tickling was too much.
his fingers were deadly even with a soft touch.
the boy started laughing until he could barley see.
in between laughs he asked "why are you tickling me?"
the man turned around and kept tickling faster.
"i'am not a man, i'm the tickle monster!"
