Macaroni Food Chronicles Poem by Anon Anon

Macaroni Food Chronicles



He'll be ready in an hour.
Their mouths water,
As they're ready to devour.

His goal is to please.
He longs to bring them,
To their knees.
He's the mac,
And they all cheese.

Bets believe it's for him only....
He's the mackin' roni.

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