Quirks and Preferences

QUIRKS I once had a friend long time past Who was wont to always break his fast On cornflakes not with honey and milk But pickled onions, gherkins and their ilk Now if that’s not a quirk I’ll eat my hat But when I do I must specify that The brim must have ketchup, and then the crown Will need Mulligatawny soup to wash it down I have penchants predilections and preferences For which others give tolerance and deferences Like playing Wagner while eating beef jerky And some other things that are just as quirky I can ride a bike when not too far Sitting backwards perched on handle bar And though not Welsh, but from English stock I can pronounce Llanfair­pwllgwyngyll­gogery­chwyrn­drobwll­llan­tysilio­gogo­goch In choosing twixt the Burgundies and Bordeaux’s I adjudicate by colour and by nose But if the menu’s fish and chips with mushy pea I’ll settle for a nice cup of tea So live and let live and we’ll get along With our whims each singing a different song These fancies, whether from Venus Mars or Saturn All add to life’s rich quirky pattern