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The female onion was crying while on the stand,
testifying agains't the indecent celery man,
saying he was always stalking her to make a raw deal,
claiming she had way too much onion sex appeal,

Watching her at the Sweet Onion Club and following her every night,
he thought her onion dancing was sexy and out of sight,
being a go-go dancer she definitely made the cut,
her onion perfume business being in the rut,

All the russet potato eyes at court were on him,
they all thought they were going to fry slim,
some were baking while some were boiling mad,
you could tell by the looks on their faces that they were mad,

The plum tomato judge got red in the face,
thought the celery stalking her was a big disgrace,
stewing about it along with the dozen jury eggs,
they quickly scrambled to get an over easy verdict read,:

Celery man found guilty for stalking the female onion,
will have to stay away forever from her and her bunions,
and for his punishment will have to watch dvd's all day,
of chef's chopping up celery and using it in various ways.


11-1-16

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