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Tattoo

I am the criminal whose chest is tattooed with a poinard above which are graven the words 'mort aux bourgeois'. Let us each tattoo this on our hearts.
I am the soldier with a red mark on my nakedness-when in a frenzy of love the mark expands to spell Mad Queen. Let us each tattoo our Mad Queen on our heart.
I am the prophet from the land of the Sun whose back is tattooed in the design of a rising sun. Let us each tattoo a rising sun on our heart.

poem by Harry Crosby
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I got a heart tattooed on my foot. It's my first tattoo.

quote by Goldie Hawn
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Tattoo

Me and my brother were talking to each other
Me and my brother were talking to each other
bout what makes a man a man
bout what makes a man a man
Was it brain or brawn, or the month you were born
Was it brain or brawn, or the month you were born
We just couldnt understand
We just couldnt understand
Our old man didnt like our appearance
Our old man didnt like our appearance
He said that only women wear long hair
He said that only women wear long hair
So me and my brother borrowed money from mother
So me and my brother borrowed money from mother
We knew what we had to do
We knew what we had to do
We went downstairs, past the barber and gymnasium
We went downstairs, past the barber and gymnasium
And got our arms tattooed
And got our arms tattooed
Welcome to my life, tattoo
Welcome to my life, tattoo
Im a man now, thanks to you
Im a man now, thanks to you
I expect Ill regret you
I expect Ill regret you
But the skin graft man wont get you
But the skin graft man wont get you
Youl be there when I die
Youl be there when I die
Tattoo
Tattoo
My dad beat me cause mine said mother
My dad beat me cause mine said mother
But my mother naturally liked it and beat my brother
But my mother naturally liked it and beat my brother
cause his tattoo was of a lady in the nude
cause his tattoo was of a lady in the nude
And my mother thought that was extremely rude
And my mother thought that was extremely rude
Welcome to my life, tattoo
Welcome to my life, tattoo
Weve a long time together, me and you
Weve a long time together, me and you
I expect Ill regret you
I expect Ill regret you
But the skin graft man wont get you
But the skin graft man wont get you
Youll be there when I die
Youll be there when I die
Tattoo
Tattoo
Now Im older, Im tattooed all over
Now Im older, Im tattooed all over
My wife is tattooed too
My wife is tattooed too
A rooty-toot-toot, rooty-tooty-toot-toot
A rooty-toot-toot, rooty-tooty-toot-toot
Rooty-toot-toot tattoo too
Rooty-toot-toot tattoo too
To you
To you

song performed by by Who
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Pinkle Purr

Tattoo was the mother of Pinkle Purr,
A little black nothing of feet and fur;
And by-and-by, when his eyes came through,
He saw his mother, the big Tattoo.
And all that he learned he learned from her.
'I'll ask my mother,' says Pinkle Purr.

Tattoo was the mother of Pinkle Purr,
A ridiculous kitten with silky fur.
And little black Pinkle grew and grew
Till he got as big as the big Tattoo.
And all that he did he did with her.
'Two friends together,' says Pinkle Purr.

Tattoo was the mother of Pinkle Purr,
An adventurous cat in a coat of fur.
And whenever he thought of a thing to do,
He didn't much bother about Tattoo,
For he knows it's nothing to do with her,
So 'See you later,' says Pinkle Purr.

Tattoo is the mother of Pinkle Purr,
An enormous leopard with coal-black fur.
A little brown kitten that's nearly new
Is now playing games with its big Tattoo…
And Pink looks lazily down at her:
'Dear little Tat,' says Pinkle Purr.

poem by Alan Alexander Milne
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Red Dragon Tattoo

Monday gonna take a ride on
The n train down to coney island
With the money I saved
Gonna get me engraved
Drink down a lot of basil hayden
Get kicked out when I cant see straight and
What an island can be on
Under the neon
Red dragon tattoo
Is just about on me
I got it for you
So now do you want me
With nothing to prove
Will you be my honey, oh yeah
In you I confide
Red dragon tattoo
Im fit to be dyed
Am I fit to have you
I hear the man say you want to see the others
A mermaid and a heart that says mother
But I dont know from maritime
And I never did hard time
I brought a .38 special cd collection
Some bactine to prevent infection
And in case I get queasy
A photo of easy rider
Red dragon tattoo
Is just about on me
I got it for you
So now do you want me
With nothing to prove
Will you be my honey, oh yeah
In you I confide
Red dragon tattoo
Im fit to be dyed
Am I fit to have you
Will you stop pretending Ive never been born
Now I look a little more like that guy from korn
If you came a little bit closer
Youd see it isnt painted on
Oh no no no
Red dragon tattoo
Is just about on me
I got it for you
So now do you want me
With nothing to prove
Will you be my honey, oh yeah
In you I confide
Red dragon tattoo
Im fit to be dyed
Am I fit to have you
In you I confide
Red dragon tattoo
Im fit to be dyed
Am I fit to have you

song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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New Tattoo

Ive been out drinkin with the boys again
Sorry Im calling after 2 a.m.
Theres something that I need to say to you
I know its late
But this cant wait
I just got a new tattoo
One love, one woman
Youre my new tattoo
Tonight is the very first night of my life with you
Until the day I die
I promise its true
Everyone will see my new tattoo
Tonight I saw your face up in the stars
Stumbled here to paint you on my arm
Theres something that I need to say to you
So I wrote this song
Cause you belong
Right here on my new tattoo
(chorus)
I dont want to see us fade away
I dont want to be without you another day
I could be your dorian gray
I wont fade away
No, I wont fade away

song performed by by Motley Crue
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Blue Tattoo

Once upon a lifetime
The spirits of the dark
Came to kill the beauty
Of our world
Every sould was spell bound
And prisoned into ice
Just shining through
Sad as a blue tattoo
Tears have turned to ice
As a sacrifice
Broken voices rise
From the age of the ice
To the raging skies
And they exorcise
Cause on judgement day
We must hide - we must fight
We must pray - hey
It's a blue tattoo
But the monks of mercy
They prayed for every soul
Til the sword of fire
Took control
In a crash of thunder
The ice broke into two
And shining through
There was the blue tattoo
Monks:
You know, down low
There's a light, it's a true blue tattoo
Just go, down low
Gotta hide now, gotta fight now
Gotta save your soul and pray
Gotta break the cold ice away
Gotta find the blue tattoo

song performed by by Vanilla Ninja
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This Poem Is For You, ... Forget Me?

you have that rose tattoo
on your arm
there is a bleeding heart on the
side
and when we bathe in the sea
the sun shines there
and i imagine how things bleed
and heal
and get immortalized somehow
on your tattoo of
love and hate and devotion and then
gone for good

you like to retain somehow the lessons
of the pain
the memories of the ecstasy
and the moment
of final separation

i told you last night when we made love
i don't keep memories
i let them drip like a rain in the gutter and they
are kept
better be
in the canals buried deep inside the earth

i like to grow and touch the sun
i am this flower that blooms only once and then die

i don't have a tattoo
i know what i am, i just pass by like a hush, like a sigh.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Bad Tattoo

I don't know how you did it but you.
let yourself in, yeah.
I don't know how you do it but you,
get under my skin, yeah.
Everything you do
makes me shake, makes me rattle makes me roll right over
be careful what you're wishing for
you might get more than you bargained for
I'm stuck on you
like a bad tattoo
I'm stuck on you
like a bad tattoo
I've heard an awful lot about you.
You made me real mad.
I've heard an awful lot about you.
I hope its all true yeah.
Everything you do makes me shake,
makes me rattle, makes me roll right over
(Ooh) Be careful what you're lookin' for.
You might get more than you bargained for.
I'm suck on you, like a bad tattoo yeah.
I'm stuck on you, like a bad tattoo yeah.
Make me black and blue
I had never wanted you.
Now be careful what you're wishing for
You might get more than you bargained for
I'm stuck on you, like a bad tattoo, yeah.
I'm stuck on you, like a bad tattoo yeah.
I'm stuck on you, like a bad tattoo, yeah.
I'm stuck on you, like a bad tattoo, yeah.

song performed by by Warrant
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Rose Tattoo?

you have that rose tattoo
on your arm
there is a bleeding heart on the
side
and when we bathe in the sea
the sun shines there
and i imagine how things bleed
and heal
and get immortalized somehow
on your tattoo of
love and hate and devotion and then
gone for good

you like to retain somehow the lessons
of the pain
the memories of the ecstasy
and the moment
of final separation

i told you last night when we made love
i don't keep memories
i let them drip like a rain in the gutter and they
are kept
better be
in the canals buried deep inside the earth

i like to grow and touch the sun
i am this flower that blooms only once and then die

i don't have a tattoo
i know what i am, i just pass by like a hush, like a sigh

i like the way things are, blank and clueless.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Woman with a Tattoo.

A woman with a tattoo
over the top of her breasts

above her red dress got
on the uptown bus and

sat down. Henry tried not
to look, he couldn't make

out the words that mingled
with the coloured flowers

tattooed there, looked away,
followed for a short while

the goings on in the passing
street, then turned again

and gazed surreptiously as
if he'd not intended to stare

or find once seen, but still
the words were lost in the

flowers' hold. The woman
thumbed her cell phone,

messaging a text, while he,
giving a sidelong gaze, tried

to solve the puzzle of the
words and meaning that

she wanted to convey by
placing the tattoo there,

but no matter how hard
he looked or turned his head,

no sense was made, just
a puzzled aging brain instead.

She crossed her legs, a little
more thigh was shown, her

suntanned flesh too much
for eyes of Henry's age, he

turned away, carrying the images
seen to sup upon another day.

poem by Terry Collett
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Tattoo

Some people might say that I am a prude
Because of my body, and it is not tattooed,
But I am no animal, and no ones property or slave
So having myself marked, that I do not crave,
My body indeed is a piece of art
Not a road sign to stop, or go, or where to park,
My body is the way that it was when I was born
And if I want decorations, colorful clothes will be worn,
I look in a mirror and I see myself
With the cuts and burns and blisters and all else,
There is no markings on my body that I will be ashamed
And all that I have, pridefully it will be claimed,
I do not need a tattoo to express who I am
And if you don't accept my views, I don't give a damn,
I will not allow any person to place any inking upon my skin
As I know for myself and soul that is just a sin,
I am proud of my body with no shame or any guilt
With no tattoos or markings I am the temple that GOD built,
I am not a showoff or braggart or a follower which is true
That is why this man, will never have a tattoo.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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I have this huge lion tattoo embossed on my arm. I was a little worried as to how we would cover it up. But my makeup man covered the tattoo with makeup. It took close to two hours.

quote by Sanjay Dutt
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Tattoos

The faint sound of the tattoo needle dipped in ink
Is rising the anticipation with every single blink
In my mind I celebrate the finished works of art
A great piece of self declaration born in my heart

Every tattoo has a beginning story and an inspiration
A carefully selected self expression and liberation
The subtle pain is a sacrifice in the name of creativity
Forever embedded in my skin as a treasured exclusivity

I crave the puncturing cuts that mark my body and mind
The whispering of the needle and the sting it leaves behind
I marvel at the beauty and detail of all styles and designs
But mostly I long to trace with my finger all of your lines

I admire the beauty of the marks on your tanned skin
A sight that inspires admiration from deep down within
What could be more exciting than touching your tattoos
Mingle them with mine illuminating all colors and blues

The large tribal designs on your skin end on your sleeve
And it is your business suit and demeanor that strongly deceive
What you do not display in the open I still know that it is there
And it feels exhilarating just like a private undisclosed affair

poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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Tattoo

Whatever you think of me
Im still your friend
So other than nothin whats new
The water s still flowin
Through the rose on my skin
This here tattoo is for you
The boys at the parlor downtown
Didnt waste anytime puttin it down
Time has been wastin away I can see it
Go sailin on by as it slips through my fingers
The bow and the wave never wait for tomorrow
They just keep on rollin as straight as an arrow
Good night
Girl of my dreams
You get better each day
I wish I could see you somehow
Girls that I love is there no other way
This here tattoo is for now
Id been out drinkin all day
I got carried away at the parlor last night
This summer rose is for you its no wonder
I bothered to wander back into the parlor
Its red and in bloom and its more than one color
It lives on forever for just a few dollars
Good night
Whatever you think of me
Im still your friend
So baby whatever you do
Now that its taken its permanent home
This here tattoo is for you
The boys at the parlor downtown
Didnt waste any time puttin it down
Time has been wastin away, you know time doesnt
Wait for nobody to find what theyre after
It just keeps on rolling on down the deep canyons
And through the green meadows into the broad ocean
Good night
Whatever you think of me
Im still your friend
So other than nothin whats new
The waters still flowing
Through the rose on my skin
This here tattoo is for you
The waters still flowin
Through the rose on my skin
This here tattoo is for you

song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Compulsive

a tattoo in your body crawling your thoughts
of the past
reflected in the lines of your skin those violent ones
and bloody ink tracing what they did to you when you were
just but a kid,
you cannot stop the tattoo
tattooing you, a matter of obsessive
compulsive body writing,
these too are the makings of depression,
the doctor says, you do it and you want it done, like you cannot stop
tattoo tattooing you,
in your arms,
and legs
and tomorrow your chest

you wish some pictures of God and gods
no, no, not the monsters that you want extricated,
i watch you
in this compulsion and you are relating why,
how,
what
explaining the meanings of these figures when they confront you,
i am listening,
i am not lost, i am analyzing bits and pieces of your world
to mine,
i am amazed how the changes come,
like some scribbles
becoming
angels
and saints,
i am trying to get what the
doctor is saying,
compulsive neurosis
schizophrenia,
obsessive,
dominant
recessive,
i am looking
for a space to put you
and make you my guinea pig,
but i stopped,

you are human and i must respect you,
now, i have to deal with my compulsive state too,
this poetry,
i cannot stop and it is hammering me everyday,

crazy.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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compulsive

a tattoo in your body crawling your thoughts
of the past
reflected in the lines of your skin those violent ones
and bloody ink tracing what they did to you when you were
just but a kid,
you cannot stop the tattoo
tattooing you, a matter of obsessive
compulsive body writing,
these too are the makings of depression,
the doctor says, you do it and you want it done, like you cannot stop
tattoo tattooing you,
in your arms,
and legs
and tomorrow your chest

you wish some pictures of God and gods
no, no, not the monsters that you want extricated,
i watch you
in this compulsion and you are relating why,
how,
what
explaining the meanings of these figures when they confront you,
i am listening,
i am not lost, i am analyzing bits and pieces of your world
to mine,
i am amazed how the changes come,
like some scribbles
becoming
angels
and saints,
i am trying to get what the
doctor is saying,
compulsive neurosis
schizophrenia,
obsessive,
dominant
recessive,
i am looking
for a space to put you
and make you my guinea pig,
but i stopped,

you are human and i must respect you,
now, i have to deal with my compulsive state too,
this poetry,
i cannot stop and it is hammering me everyday,

crazy.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Skin In The Game

The old man's skin was parchment thin,
his eyes a watery blue.
On his left arm he bore the mark;
his Birkenau tattoo.

The letter 'B' and six numbers
would be with him to the grave.
A permanent reminder
of his time as Hitler's slave.

Two winters spent in Auschwitz-
What God would so design?
It left him gaunt and starving
with no faith in the Divine.

Yet he survived the worst and lived
when all his bunkmates died.
His first wife was dust on the wind
as was their little child.

Now his grandson bears that mark,
the one and very same.
To remind the world Of Hitler's crimes,
He has skin in the game.

poem by John F. McCullagh
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Beanie G. And The Rose Tattoo

Come here talkin', like a schoolboy fool
Cute and rotten
Ooh, beanie g. and your rose tattoo
Keep on rockin' like the geator say (keep on)
White clogs knockin'
Oh, oh, oh, beanie g. wonder can you play?
Don't be no punk, don't be no candy ass
Don't flunk the test, then expect to pass
Don't understand, and yet afraid to ask
So why you wanna waste your time?
Rose guitar bleeding on your arm
Day-glo farm boy
Oh, beanie g. with your rose tattoo
Oh, beanie g.
Just tell me, where you learnt to rock 'n' roll
You got your licks, but you forgot your soul
You play real hot, but you leave me cold
So why do you wanna, waste my time?
Listen g. boy, better get in line, g.boy
And it's a long one, 'cause the gigs are hard to find
Beanie g. and the rose tattoo
Oh, beanie g. ( g. boy)
Oh, beanie g. ( keep on )
Oh, beanie g. ( g. boy ).

song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Like A Tattoo

He told me sweet lies of sweet loves
Heavy with the burden of the truth
And he spoke of his dreams
Broken by the burden
Broken by the burden of his youth
Fourteen years he said
I couldn't look into the sun
She saw him laying at the end of my gun
Hungry for life
And thirsty for the distant river
I remember his hands
And the way the mountains looked
The light shot diamonds from his eyes
Hungry for life
And thirsty for the distant river
Like the scar of age
Written all over my face
The war is still raging inside of me
I still feel the chill
As I reveal my shame to you
I wear it like a tattoo
I wear it like a tattoo
I wear it like a tattoo

song performed by by Sade
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Erase

Bad move, baby I let you in
You're a tattoo under my skin
And I can't wash it off
It's a permanent mark
I try to let it go, I try to chill
But still I feel I'm under your spell
Oh why the hell can't I just move on?
Your memory stays with me
I can't escape, I'm running in place
I can't erase you
My mind won't let you just disappear
And I can't find any way out of here
Cause you're stuck in my brain
And it's a miserable pain
Chorus
Bridge
I'd give anything to be free from you and me
Me and you what can I do?
Oh what can I do?
Chorus

song performed by by Phil Vassar
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