TATTOO LADY

If I marry a girl with tattoos will I be letting my mother down or will I be letting myself down
Mom doesn’t give a shit
When do the pine trees of the outer wilderness care about tattoos
Never, they care about nothing
That is why I am lost
That is why women are a circle
That is why that is ok

Several dark and dirty couches sit friendless on a cold Saturday night
While valentine wishes are granted by sushi caterers and hoteliers

I have a hospital gown on now and you can see my balls from the back
How did it come to this doc?
Don’t ask, mustaches are for men who are hiding something
Hospital gowns are for men who hide nothing
They are honorable

So ladies please, roll up your sleeves

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