Wait Till Daddy’s Here

You're hiding behind some tree,
crouching low so I can't see.
Anticipating my fate,
at four you are keen to wait.

Then suddenly you'll appear,
causing me to flinch in fear.
And with a smile as your shield,
you attempt to make me yield.

I laugh hysterically,
yet you won't stop tickling me.
And to my shame and chagrin,
small trickles of pee begin.

You got me this time my dear,
but wait till daddy's here.
For we will both tickle you,
until you pee yourself too!