Today I Made An Onion Cry

Today I made an onion cry
Not because it saw a knife
And was afraid to die

I looked it in the eye
Told it about my life;
A sad composition of tears and lies

Even as I sliced its skin
It felt no pain
At least, none greater than the one I shared

Today I made an onion cry
And they wondered why
Wonders shall never end
Certainly not in my time

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