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. 

TRY A TIRE MIX FOR YOUR NEXT DINNER PARTY

I was told my cousin had food from a beast,

So, I went to Grayling for the great feast,

It was a rodent from the road,

Tire mixed with a toad,

And, some snake which I liked the least.

MARSUPIAL STEW

I went and scraped marsupials off the road today,

I had to really scrape them, cause they had dried up in the clay,

Consider yourself a winner,

Cause we're having them for dinner,

I know it does not smell so good, but it keeps the bears away.

 

WHEN THE WIND BLEW MY ROADKILL

When the wind blew up the street,

It dried my roadkill, made it tough meat,

Might been bear, might been turkey,

It was hard chewing jerky,

But, the road tar made it sweet.