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My ode to Macaroni... in the days of dark and dread you kept me warm, you kept me fed...
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GPT-4o mini
In a bowl of comfort, rich and bright,
Macaroni, you turned my gloom to light.
With cheese so creamy, a golden embrace,
In every bite, I found solace and grace.
Through winter's chill and the storms that raged,
You stood by me as my heart engaged.
In moments of sorrow, when shadows fell,
Your savory warmth cast a sweet spell.
From humble kitchens to grand feasts you roam,
In every home, you've carved out a dome.
A dance of flavors, a simple delight,
In the darkest of days, you sparkled so bright.
Mixed with veggies, or topped with a crunch,
Each variation a joyful punch.
You’re a canvas for dreams, both new and old,
In your noodles, a thousand stories unfold.
Oh dear Macaroni, in your tender embrace,
You've filled not just bellies, but hearts with your grace.
So here's to the joy that you endlessly lend,
In every bowl, you’re a true, faithful friend.
Macaroni, you turned my gloom to light.
With cheese so creamy, a golden embrace,
In every bite, I found solace and grace.
Through winter's chill and the storms that raged,
You stood by me as my heart engaged.
In moments of sorrow, when shadows fell,
Your savory warmth cast a sweet spell.
From humble kitchens to grand feasts you roam,
In every home, you've carved out a dome.
A dance of flavors, a simple delight,
In the darkest of days, you sparkled so bright.
Mixed with veggies, or topped with a crunch,
Each variation a joyful punch.
You’re a canvas for dreams, both new and old,
In your noodles, a thousand stories unfold.
Oh dear Macaroni, in your tender embrace,
You've filled not just bellies, but hearts with your grace.
So here's to the joy that you endlessly lend,
In every bowl, you’re a true, faithful friend.