Granny's Art

My granny was only twelve years old

When she got her first tattoo

She was kind of a rebellious child

Back in nineteen twenty-two

She hid that thing for a little while

'Til her daddy finally got wise

He took that girl to the woodshed

With murder in both of his eyes

He asked that girl, "What did you do,

Don't you know that's gotta be a sin?"

"Now look what you've done to your body,

Has your mama seen your skin?"

Now my granny was a stubborn child

She didn't listen to a word he said

She didn't hide the one she already had

But she got three more instead

Now as my granny got older, so did her skin

And her ink was droopy and sad

You'd think that woman would feel remorse

But I think she was almost glad

Now the art sunk down to her elbows

As it wobbled to and fro

The butterfly tats would take to flight

Everywhere Granny would go

Now another tat was a bloodshot eye

But now it was always winking

On the other arm was a battleship

But of course that thing was sinking

Well that's the story of my granny's art

She lived to be a hundred and two

The day she died it said "Rest in peace"

Not the gravestone, her last tattoo

Reviews

[Serenity Faith]

As always your pieces either make me smile or cry. And this one most definitely made me smile. Any piece that can bring emotion to the reader is a great writer in my opinion. ^_~

[Baby Ricochet]

Great poem! Loved it!

[An Ordinary Woman]

That's awesome and unfortunately, true for many lol loved it!

[J. J. Nightingale]

THIS WAS A FUN READ .. WISH I COULD HAVE KNOWN HER .. LOL

JASMINE ..

[The White Wolf]

LOL :) Your Granny seems like a real hip lady! This was a really good storytelling poem. I do love those the most! There are some really wonderful lines in there. I enjoyed, thanks for the smile!

[Cat]

This is great! The stanzas describing what the tattoos look like in her old age are my favorites. The flying butterflies, the winking eye, the sinking ship--brilliant.

[Poppie Mira]

Hahaha!!! I really enjoyed it.