The wonder of the onion is
Of layers it’s possessed
That give it texture and a flair
That’s different from the rest
And sort of like an onion
A good joke is complex
Where only truly knowing know
How far it does project
The inside references apply
To multitudes of lines
Where only years of sharing lives
Can plumb the lab’rinth mines
There’s stuff that everyone can get
That’s not acquired taste
But I think that the best bits are
In onion layers based