Un-Feeling Onions

UN-FEELING  ONIONS

Russian onions are all angry onions
They brook no differing opinions,
Disdain for our tears is obvious
To our suffering they are oblivious.
When we peel them,   we cry -
They don’t like us  -  but why?




1st   October   2019
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NOTE      In English we describe onions  as “strong”,  
but in Russian they  are described as “angry”.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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