The Onion King


Behold, behold the Onion king
His soul has a pungent fragrance
Unbidden tears his presence bring
He's the king of heartbreak romance

I caution you not to peel away the layers
of his life of vainglory conquests
An empty stench of not ever lasting,
a treasure trove of zirconian regrets

He loves to rule over the hearts of women,
become their all-their-is and is-to-be
He fancies himself quite the ladies man,
a man who revels in squashing empathy

If you had any personal problems,
he sure didn't want to hear 'em
If you had big relationship ideas,
he wasn't going out on no marriage limb

The only dreams he was going to make come true
were going to be his own
He wasn't looking to have someone sit next to him
on his ivory-jilted throne

Oh, the Onion king can make you cry
and, oh boy, make you cry again
Just don't try to grab hold of what's his
Now that really gets under his skin
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Duncan Avatar
July 6, 2017 at 11:13 PM
The title caught my eye, only because I read a book called The Onion Girl. And wrote a poem called Angels Hope :) But your poem is more along the lines of a narcissist. Great write :)
Hoffman Avatar
October 2, 2016 at 9:13 PM
Well, I'm steering clear of this onion king, lol! Nice humorous story Freddie!:)
Robinson Jr. Avatar
October 3, 2016 at 8:53 PM
Thank you for your kind words, Cheryl. I tried to have some fun w/a serious issue of misogynist men. Hurting people's feelings is a terrible thing to do. Anywho, I will read some of your work as well. Love and peace to you and yours.
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