I have adopted a young Miss,
Who likes to do tattoos for fun.
All o'er her bod is that and this
Of works of art that she had done.
Sometimes when she does feel desire,
She brings a human subject back
To our place, I help inspire
Her on the drugged one, knocked out black.
When she's finished tattooing, then
I get to do my fav'rite part,
Clawing and biting 'round the skin
To free her precious work of art.
I am a black cat named Tattoo.
Maybe we'll do some work on you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem