I WENT LOOKING FOR ROADKILL AND BECAME THE GAME

I walked down the highway to get me a thrill,

To find me some roadkill to cook on my grill,

In the far lane I found meat,

But, my quest became incomplete,

When I took a joyride on a Ford pickup's front grill. 

SINISTER SPIDERS ON MY WINDOWSILL

Some sinister spiders sit on my sill,
They think web-weaving is the ultimate thrill,
But, I'll give them some news,
Be careful what choose,
Or, be squished spider-spleen on the grill.  Yum, Yum!