They would never let me
cut onions
for the tears mattered
They found me sobbing
flooding,
a salty river
But they couldn't find
the missing chopping board
the knife
or,
the chopped onions
They would never let me
cut onions
for the tears mattered
They found me sobbing
flooding,
a salty river
But they couldn't find
the missing chopping board
the knife
or,
the chopped onions
