Onions Poem by Felicia Ahamefule
Onions
What a pest you are!
Yet needed to make my meal delicious
make me weep for unjust reason
Sting my eyes till its blinded by tears
No harm have i done to you
yet you determine to make me cry
All i want is a tasty meal
Friday, February 18, 2011
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4/25/2024 7:24:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
they once told me cutting onions with the tongue sticking out would prevent the eye stinging