Were the Corn grows High
Almost to the Sky
The Sun shines Strong
This is were I Belong
I was totally Wrong! ! !

Because of the Sun
And the Shine
Kids get Freckles
Like little Speckles
All over there Face
I felt out of Place

And Big ears, maybe from the Corn?
Sometimes I wished, I wasn't Born
But with the Freckle, you get the Heckle
Freckle face, ha ha Freckle Face
Not nice when your a Kid
I usually went a Hid

But Mum's are the Best
Don't be Depressed
She took out a French Designer Magazine
All the girls had Freckles bigger than I have ever Seen
Mum said, Son look! They Paint them On! !
So I went and got dressed and all is Foregone

Moral of the Story: Be happy with what you Got.

P.S. Please Kids, I have tried everything to get them off,
Gassoline, Wirewhool, Believe me nothing works.

David Darbyshire

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