Taunts of an Onion

Ah, you wish to eat me, I see

Don't think for a second that it's for free

Sting your eyes, shed your tears

Though there be neither sadness nor fears

Tasty I am, healthy I am!

Just try stuffing me in with a ham

Add me in, and feel no guilt

Just eat the huge sandwich that you've built

But prepare to suffer for this lie

Cut me open and prepare to cry!