Swimming through the river
You may find your liver,
But if you fail to deliver,
Please give up your quiver. – Esinz
Mr. Onion and Miss Liver,
Lived by the river,
And were married one summer day.
To their dismay,
On their wedding day,
They were cooked up and eaten for dinner.
The moral of the story,
In all its vainglory,
Has yet to be delivered.
But needless to say,
Best stay away,
When the frying pan beckons you to come hither. – Sinz