Roadkill Vittles

Driving along What's that I smell The daily delight Of the latest roadkill From raccoons to possums In this flattened cuisine As vultures take lunches On this finest of dining Call us the critter getters Crossing over our paths Taking them out As they scurry this way and that From Bambi to Thumper And all their forest friends It does make you wonder Who you'll run into next We'll even take out the curious Who wander on To that portion of blacktop To see what's going on From teetotaling turtles To slithering snakes There's not a creature out there That we won't pancake So check out the roadkill If there's still twitch after the thump Hurry in back And toss it into the trunk Because down in the South There ain't no one can say That any of us country folk Let a thing go to waste Below the Mason Dixon line If it's fresh enough We'll take it home ya'll And have it for lunch As long as it's fried There ain't a thing With cheese grits on the side That we won't eat