Christmas, Day Three

..or On the Third Day of Christmas My True Love Gave to Me: a deer little gift.

Over at the Trailer Park:

Lannie: What’s that you got there?
Joodles: Deer head for yer man cave.
Lannie: Whur’d ya git it?
Joodles: Road kill. I decorated it up right nice and Christmassy. I made a bunch.


Lannie: Well ain’t that somethin’. You sure got a way with roadkill, honey-bun.

Meanwhile over at Seaside Villa:

Lancelot: My heavens, Judith, what is that?
Judith: A deer head for your man-cave. There was a lady selling them over at the Flea Market. She makes them out of roadkill.
Lancelot: Waste not, want not, I always say.

Lancelot: Well now dear, it adds a real nice rustic touch. It surely is a wonderful thing.

© Judy Parsons 2018

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