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  That’s why the burbs were created… for the occasional turkey… I’m lovin’ your haiku, Kelly!

  Bonnie

  Comment by Bonnie — June 14, 2009 @ 6:15 am

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  i love living around the wild turkey flocks in the woods! hearing their spring
  song and dance is almost as good as the first night the whip-or-will calls.

  - wild turkeys -

  across the spring fields

  yelps and gobbles fill the air…

  melodies of love.

  - wild turkey #2 -

  in heat of passion

  tom turkey will answer to

  my car door slamming.

  - wild turkey# 3 -

  a southerner in

  camo, going hunting with

  flask of Wild Turkey.

  (scary, sad, but true)

  Comment by johanna — June 14, 2009 @ 8:19 am

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  I love Wild Turkeys! That must have put a smile on your face for the day:)

  Comment by Alison — June 14, 2009 @ 1:09 pm

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  Thanks, Ladies!

  It did indeed put a smile on my face.

  Comment by Kelly — June 15, 2009 @ 11:45 am

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