Her body made a huge map
Even a cat was having a nap
Painted all over in a snap
Her tattoos shone like a lamp
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Like Graffiti telling tales
She even had a few males
Who seemed like they were in jail
And needed money to make their bail
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Two of them drank ginger-ale
And another a simple tattle-tale
The other man had a long ponytail
And he sang like a Nightingale
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She had a dragon too
Whose breath was hot all through
It kept her warm at night
When it was no longer light.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
What if your poem could be scribbled all over a giant wall? Check out @atownend intriguing prompt for Writing 101, Poetry Day 8, Graffiti.
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a cooking pot and twisted tales 
mostly I am thinking I want to get some body graffiti.
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I bet you will get something tasteful 😉
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Smiling at your wit! 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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You are welcome!
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Dear Jacqueline, You are really a Wordsmith! You’ve got great skills and it’s always a delight to read your works. 🙂
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Oh my *with hand clutched to chest in a warm way*. Thank you 🙂
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You’re welcome, with these – :):)
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Tattoos come to life! They were coming off her body as I read the words. Nicely done, Jacqueline!
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Thank you my fair lady Tasha 😉
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reminds me of a show i found on hulu, you are way ahead of me I think i will find my train graffiti and get this post done 😀
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Go girl 🙂
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What a great response to the graffiti prompt!
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I am glad that you like it :0))
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