Multicoloured Poem by Gordon D Wilkinson

Snakes and dragons climb about
Even a tiger and heart don’t shout
Every angle another sight
All over arms and legs they fight
Multicoloured and fine
Reds and blues a favourite of mine
Mixing together so neat
The way they mix was a feat
Needle that of a master
Taking time, no disaster
Sleeves, torso and legs they play
Easily they are hidden away
Tattoos not really for me
My bodies pure of them you see
Whatever ones pleasure is
Have one if they make you fizz