Macaroni Madness

Down the road beyond the turn in the bend

Upon which the road did end

There lived a peculiar family I do say

I first met them on a hot and muggy Wednesday

When I met them, they seemed just a normal sort

The Father seem I right spiffy old sport

And Mother you could tell was a looker back in her day

The children a boy and a girl seemed squared away

So how could this family be beyond the norm you ask

It was you see all a mask

For soon their true colors did appear

And it was something that should have been quite clear

Within there house it was told

Of a strange proclivity this family did hold

Upon their all the walls

Up and down the halls

In the cupboards and up on the ceiling

It was quite revealing

Was noodles of all kinds

Spaghetti, ziti, elbow, egg and all that you can imagine come to mind

The furniture was covered from one side to the next

Patterns that were really complex

When they took them away

The towns folk would often just say

Them parents must have been filled with badness

Because it seemed like it was nothing but macaroni madness


Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2019/02/01/february-2019-writing-prompts/

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