Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Feather My Nest

This turkey calls Mexico home,

More specific, the Yucatan.

Fast in my flight and foot, I roam.

So try to catch me if you can.

An ocellated turkey is

How you humans refer to me

"Eyes" are on my feathers, gee whiz,

As far as I know, they can't see!

I guess quite colorful I am,

And use this in my mating game.

In sight and sound I act the ham,

Cuz instinct tells me that's the aim.

Called bird of a pretty feather,

I show off to get together.