Inked

Blue like the sky or red like a fire

You can have any color you desire

Whether it is tribal or fairies with wings

When it first begins OH how it stings

My choice artwork is tigers with bright eyes

Eyes so wondrous in color they truly hypnotize

Some call theirs ink other call theirs tats

Mine are my big beautiful kitty cats

One on each calf and even more on my back

I even have one tattooed on my rack

Call me a freak or even ask me why I do it

Ask me if it hurts and I’ll say just a little bit

Tattooing is an art form like it or not

Some even say tattooing is HOT~

I knew from the first tattoo that I was hooked

Not even a week later my next appointment was booked

Ink is my passion, something I truly enjoy having done

Tattoos are like Pringles you can’t stop at just one:)

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