Turkey Trouble

A round golden sun rose in the sky over Yummy Yummy Land on this very special day. Today was the day the King would inspect the turkeys at his Royal Turkey Ranch. The King’s vision of the fat, juicy birds with rainbow-colored feathers made his mouth water and his eyes glisten with delight as he dressed in his royal robes and got ready to depart for the ranch. “Bring my royal carriage to the front of the palace, Coachman!” the King ordered excitedly. As he climbed into the carriage, Wise Sir Who perched on his shoulder and they made their short journey to the ranch. When they arrived, the King commanded, “Line up, my turkeys, and march past me, two by two. I want to see you in all your beauty and splendor!” What a procession it was! Turkeys were here and there and everywhere…everywhere but in a line two by two. The King could not believe his eyes. Never had he seen or heard such ornery, ill-mannered turkeys. “This will never do!” cried the King. He shook his head in despair. These birds are a disgrace to Yummy-Yummy Land! These turkeys are tough.” It was a very discouraged King who returned to the palace that night. “Whatever shall we do? Tough turkeys are terrible!” These words echoed through the royal bedroom all night long.