Our Sense of Style
Our sense of style (or lack of it)
Evolves but gets its start
When we are of a tender age
(Not merely young at heart).
For many children know if they
Like shining in a crowd
And therefore will prefer their clothes
Bright, sparkly or loud.
While others like to blend and fade;
(Unnoticed would be best).
In basic clothing, unadorned,
Is how they will be dressed.
Our preferences may change a bit,
But probably not much.
The snazzy dressers and the plain
Will likely stay as such.
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