"But to defend the onion, noble fruit,
I'll make appeal until there's nothing to it."
There's better fruit to hold beneath thy nose;
Italians like to crush it 'tween their toes.
Ugly women of every weight and shape
Are sexpots when you drink the juice of grape.
You can keep your nauseating onions;
I'll mash red grapes till I get bunions.
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