At last he was weeping

As he prepared his onion

A very dull thing

To dice without gambling

Though unreal tears were something

As if a bit exhausting

Yet untold memory might tell a story

Also in the realm of boring

As like a shadow on a mirror

Everything was everything

So nobody seemed to care

A tear jerker of a story

Missing garlic it seemed

Half correct

Yet still savory.

Popularity. wealth, fame, ha!

Prove fairly worthless wastes of time as they all can tumble in different directions.  All pointless, very pointless.