One’s idea of treasure
is another one’s trash
One’s feeling of pleasure
is another’s torture
One’s source of happiness
is someone else’s sadness
One’s idea of harmony
is someone else’s discord
One’s deep remorse
is another’s profound apathy
One’s idea of a sandwich
is another’s hot dog
(but whoever thinks a hot dog
is a sandwich should be chided!
A hot dog is a friggin’ frankfurter.
not a sandwich! )
You’re right on the hotdog - not a sandwich.