I remember the day I strolled into Forever 21

My money in hand, a considerable sum

I couldn’t decide what to buy, it all looked so fun

but my eyes rested on these and I knew I’d found the one

Leggings! Oh, Leggings! So patterned and bright

I tried them on, the fit was just right!
Red, blue, green, purple and white

They were such a beautiful and colorful sight

One pair was all it took to get me addicted

The need was so strong, I was afflicted

To buy one pair or seven, my mind was conflicted

If they were a fashion crime, you could call me convicted

“Do you own anything besides those crazy pants?”

Of course, but I always wear these (more choice than chance)

The relationship with me and my leggings is almost romance

Comfort and crazy combined- they have me entranced

Galaxy, Aztec, Tye Dye and more,

My closet is filled with leggings galore

They’ve become my trademark, of that I am sure

Try some for yourself, please-I implore

To my favorite leggings, I write this ode

Without them my heart would probably explode

Who cares about cold, I’ll wear them if it’s snowed

This rhyming is getting difficult, something something erode