The Challenge

[RP_RICK]

So here I shall join you finally
In this play of words and rhyme
And to this challenge I shall bring
The food is i see as pure folly
In truth I reveal the onion to be it

It is a pleasure to most, a food to be enjoyed
But to me it makes no sense, it removes any taste
And so i must admit to it I hold no love
So for me it is a crime, a piece to be destroyed
For its pure form i see as a evil to amiss

Although in my heart I do take
A solution for this conundrum
A way to this piece enjoy
And to its flavour I might partake
In its caramelized form delight

An now I shall leave for the next sayer
To leave us an answer to my prayer
And to tells now, the favorite music in his player