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"But No Tattoo" (by Joe DiMino)

66, having sailed
The ocean blue
From New York
To Timbuktu,
But no tattoo—

66, rode a bike
With brothers Spike
And Dislike,
And that brass-knuckled-babe
Named Mike (dared not call her Michele)
But no tattoo—

66, my life almost through
Having far less than far

Left less to do—
Just no tattoo;

Well, at least I’m not senile yet…

My proof

Still no Tattoo:)


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