I ran around tickling everyone
And revelled in the smiles It brought
I'd tickle them and then I'd be gone
I didn't think I might get caught
I'd like a name to go with this trait
Like Tickling Jim from the laughter store
I'd run up to people, then make them wait
And afterward they might want some more
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