Turkey Hunt 2009

The Buzzard Goes Turkey Hunting

It's a hunting we will go
Buzzards beard as white as snow
The leaves are now mostly down
Every step they crackle on the ground

It's hard to walk without a sound
Sure looks like snow all around
Will we get one, no one knows
Cold wind sure does blow

Dressed as leaves so they can't see
Still I'm not sure, I look like a tree
If it gets any colder, I will freeze my behind
But here I sit, with fresh turkey dinner on my mind

I do love the outdoors, nature sure is great
There's nothing like, wild turkey on my plate

The Great Canadian Buzzard
Scratching Out Yet Another Write
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