State of the onion's address

The onion's address is:
the garden, under the last weed to the right.

Being an onion growing in sandy soil, you'd think he'd have it all together. What with having little else to do but grow. What could be bothering our tasty little friend so?

You see, it's his address that's bothering him. He'd rather live in a more prestigeous part of the garden, and is fairly certain he was misplaced by the gardener early last spring when he first got planted.

So he laments, hiding under the broad leaves of the weed, waiting for his chance to move.

(to be continued, maybe)