Onions

I do not like onions.
My family will not accept this fact.
I do not like fried onions.
I do not like raw onions.
I do not like onion rings.
I do not onion flavored things, or things with onions on, in, or near them.
"Of course you like onions," they say determinedly. "Everyone likes onions."
I don't like onions.
"Yes you do," they reply intelligently.
No, I don't.
I could not, would not, on a boat.
I will not, will not, with a goat.
I will not eat them in the rain.
I will not eat them on a train.
Not in the dark! Not in a tree!
Not in a car! You let me be!
I do not like them in a box.
I do not like them with a fox.
I will not eat them in a house.
I will not eat them with a mouse.
I do not like them here or there.
I DO NOT FREAKING LIKE THEM ANYWHERE.