“Tickle me!” little girl
demanded. Grandpa
would oblige until
i laughed to tears and,
gasping for air, finally
screamed, “Stop!” which
he always did, with a grin.
Now history repeats
as I witness my husband
“tickle torture” our
own granddaughters,
floored in loud protest.
“The lady doth protest too much, methinks” – Shakespeare
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A quadrille (44 words) on the theme: protest. Read more at dVerse poets pub.
a poem in my pocket 
Aug 24, 2026 @ 20:56:37
Tickle torture, hahah this put a smile on my face Lynn! 😃
Aug 24, 2026 @ 21:05:33
Kids seem to love it! I’m smiling too 🙂