The Mac and Cheese Exodus

In the shadows of the streets, where stories unfold

A chef with a secret recipe, courage bold

But danger lurks in the alleyways, chaos in the air

Will this mac and cheese feast bring love or despair?

Down in the camp, under the moon's faint glow

A humble chef prepares his dish, ready to flow

His hands work magic, a culinary masterpiece

For every soul seeking comfort, a little peace

But fear whispers softly, trouble on the breeze

Sally with her taser, wild and free

Hermit in the corner, watching his back

Every spoonful could turn into an attack

Mac and cheese, a symbol of hope and grace

In a world spun wild, it's a calming embrace

Running through chaos, dodging the fight

Chef's heart beats fierce, shining through the night

Sally grabs her axe, chaos in her eyes

Hermit takes a sprint, quick as the sky

Lost his pants, neon thong on display

Humor and danger, blending in a strange ballet

In the end, it's more than just a meal

It's about survival, love, and what we feel

Through bloodbaths or laughter, we'll find our way

Cooking up hope for another day