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Onions

Devil and his minions
Like eating onions
That's why they stink
And have to slink

Worst lot, all of them
Cruelty their game
Always playing dirty
Causing all misery

Bane on the mankind
All of them unkind
Killing and mayhem
Exhilarates them

But then if one takes
A popular opinion
One will find that almost
Everyone likes onion
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