You look like one big freckle
The way that you are covered
From your head down to your toes
One end to the other
In the tint, shade, and color
Blending perfectly
Pink in pigmentation
All points in between
You look like you're from Florida
Sporting the finest tan
With not an inch of acreage left
In epidermis land
If freckles told a story
In all their sun drenched glory
You would be the greatest read
Of that you have no worries
May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 11:23 AM UTC
You look like one big freckle
The way that you are covered
From your head down to your toes
One end to the other
In the tint, shade, and color
Blending perfectly
Pink in pigmentation
All points in between
You look like you're from Florida
Sporting the finest tan
With not an inch of acreage left
In epidermis land
If freckles told a story
In all their sun drenched glory
You would be the greatest read
Of that you have no worries
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