Turkey of the Street
Back away cars! Back away people! This is my road. I am The Turkey of the Street. See my gorgeous fan of feathers, my royal blue head bob, and my long, elegant beak you're all ogling over Yes, keep staring and pointing at me, your eyes popping out of your bulbous human head. I am King of the Road. You got that right. Me, a big turkey. I strut, my beak held high, my chest puffed out, my extended spotted feathers scraping the road. I know I've got some hanging chin skin, but people, I'm still incredibly dashing, don't you think? Ladies and gentlemen, I give you me, Turkey of the Street. Now, don't all bow and applaud at once!