No Accounting For Taste

Pottery Barn kids
Or Pottery Barn teens
This is where
My taste leans

Perhaps this implies
That I’m immature
But it happened this time
Like it’s happened before

I needed new sheets
To put on my bed
I shopped around
But all roads led

Back to the kid stuff
With patterns so happy
All the adult sets
Weren’t nearly so snappy

I like pretty colors
Whimsy’s good, too
So here are my sheets
Bright, shinny, and new

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