To Each His Own

Some like it hard and some easy, Some like it fragile and some tough. Some like elegant not cheesy, Some like it real, some like it buff. Some take their time to have breakfast, And some wake up and off they run. No obligations or steadfast. All deserve spot under the sun. Some like sex with perfect stranger, Some choose to rediscover one. Some prefer a heat exchanger, Some - a fireplace and stars and fun. Some like it steady and stable. For change some like it versatile. Some like to be tied with cable. Some like their dirty clothes to pile. Some sweep just upon occasion. Some just cannot bear to be seen With no mop. Figure equation. They like their living space so clean. So we are all so different. We all pursue our tiny dreams. One can't afford indifference Or randomly let go of steam. Give way to consideration. 'Cause in the end, to each his own. Direct path to admiration. With God's help you won't be alone.