Wednesday, December 28, 2005

"Dances with Onions"






While working with my onions in the cold chamber, I came up with some rhymes to boost morale.
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In the cold room room with my onions
they be chilling, but they be growing
hardy little soldiers watch them march 1,2,3

And the fine ladies, I will woo them
with my stir fry they will swoon
when exotic onion aroma hits their nose holes
Now they hooked A,B,C

The kingdom is built near farmland
for the onion you can eat dem
dipped in oil there you go
onionring.


-thank you very much

1 Comments:

At 3:57 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I would say you've inhaled too many onion fumes but you've always been that way. Don't forget to call out the armed forces for my invasion.

 

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