by My Erotic Tale
I too, lived on a farm 2 actually...summer would be at my other aunts farm..huge it was...she insisted I collect eggs one morning by myself...and she had the bad , bad turkey...who would mostly wait til one would get to the barn door ...and then would come runnin after us...I could have choked a turkey back then...if I hadn't been so scared of the old bitch...blue
in by the title,
but then smiling
with the verse....
there where you are,
I never went there,
though I have passed
them many times,
LOL.
-sGp-
The thing you don't mention's
the thing most important;
was she a big-breasted bird
or a "fowl" scrawny old hen?