I’m torn from the earth; in the market I am sold. He who buys me, cuts my tail, takes off my suit of silken gold, and weeps beside me.
An onion.
Source: Riotous Riddles
I’m torn from the earth; in the market I am sold. He who buys me, cuts my tail, takes off my suit of silken gold, and weeps beside me.
An onion.
Source: Riotous Riddles