Tickling Lesson

ONE SINGLE IMPRESSION

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Our prompt  is 'vellication'.

TICKLING LESSON!

Be gentle when you tickle me! Don't make me shriek and squirm!

Don't make me writhe and gasp and plead like some unholy worm!

I may be laughing great big tears and appearing to enjoy,

But, believe me, boistrous tickling does nothing but annoy.

Though I may throw myself about it's not with ecstasy!

I'm trying to get away from you, so listen to my plea.

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No, tickle me very gently, with a tickle feather-light.

Tickle with a touch that's very tentative and slight.

A finger on the nape of neck, or the  ankle or the wrist

Can have the same effect as being passionately kissed.

Practise vellication! You'll find it always works

Much better than rough tickling, with all it's physical jerks!

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I write, of course, from memory, but I know that it's true.

Let someone that you care for practise vellication on YOU!

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THE LIKENESS

I begged him not to paint my profile; I know it's quite severe!

I've only one good feature, and that is my left ear!

He drew the hair around it so it wasn't even seen!

He said it was a hairstyle that was favoured by the Queen!

I really look quite pretty from the front! I really do!

Though my nose is not my strongest point; I must admit that's true.

My neck is rather lovely, though; you must have noticed that,

And the way my hair is organised in a sort of curly plait.

My eye-brows have been shaped quite well; they arch quite pleasantly

And notice my jewels! How they show I'm from high society.

My mouth looks grim! Well, wouldn't yours, if you were in my shoes!

Nobody pays the slightest heed to the youngest daughter's views!

Mother chose the outfit. She said embroidery was 'in',

And when Mother makes her mind up I know she's bound to win!

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Well, I only hope 'he' likes it, whoever 'he' may be.

They're sending him this picture so 'he' can study me!

And if he likes the look of me I'll travel to his side

And whether I care for him or not I'll have to be his bride!

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They tell me in several hundred years women will have a say

In whom they have to marry! They won't have to obey!

And there will be an invention called 'plastic surgery'.

Oh well, that information isn't much help to me!

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