No Accounting For Taste

No accounting for 
taste
What you dislike
and called a waste
is what I like

You call 
cheese,honey
I called it bitter pill
You prefer a monkey
while chimp makes 
me chill

You like worshipping 
sun
I love worshipping 
God
It really fun
you called mine odd

I lived in tradition
You lived in 
modernity
But in addition
I lived in christianity

You urged me to 
study biology
I urged you to learn 
Shakespeare
You want me to live 
by astrology
Let poetry be your 
spear

You prefer winter
that is your choice
Mine is summer
when I'll rejoice

When you lay on 
your bunk,
you hear the 
music,rock
but I listen to punk
who should be given 
a sock?

You love a black lady
with long dark hair
I love a white baby
to be my heir

You desire 
democracy
as system of your 
government
I desire theocracy
it had the best 
management

Let us be a union
Let there be chaste
Let's tolerate each 
one's opinion
for no accounting 
for taste
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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