The Story Of Garlic And Onion Poem by Ellias Anderson Jr.

In a warmly farm with a kind farmer
Who product delicious fruits which were charmer

There were a an onion and a cute Garlic
Their appearance was like a lactic

Farmer sell all his product,
All of them were deduct

Those two friends see the world out of farm for the first time,
They saw good things, nice actions, and awful crime

In a nice big store they were put,
But nobody buy them, so they were soot

A woman said: oh look at this bad smell fruit,
She means the onion; the condition of the poor fruit was acute

The Garlic hadn't a better condition he was worse,
He talk with onion, and sometimes verse

Nobody bought them, so they were fester
For sure the humans have to be alter

In our life, sometimes we judge a person from his cloth or his shape
We said: my God! He is talented! No matter what he is, no problem if he is an ape

Many people like this way of living, they don't care,
They would shout the weak of others, they even blare

Its important for us to be powerful and give them a smile,
We never have to melt and be weak like a sandpile!