Tattoo Girl

You could say that I have tats.
A whole lot of them.
So many that they are really squished together and paint my skin the color of splattered coffee with cream.
I used to imagine they were the keys to a buried treasure emblazoned above my knee or shoulder when I was a kid.
I've got so many on my face.
Seriously, just all over the place.
Ain't no getting rid of 'em.
So I gotta live with 'em.
Me and my speckled freckles.
Yup in the summertime,
that's how I roll.

Speckled
Freckled
sometimes
heckled

But
never
ever
let it be said
that sometimes my freckles
go to my head.