Turkey Teaches Yoga, Embraces Stretching, Gobbling, and Radical Neck Flexibility

Ma gasped, “He’s downward doggin’?”
Pa laughed, “And turkeys used to be for noggin’.”
Turkey chanted in warrior pose,
“Breathe in peace, breathe out throes.”
He led sun salutes from atop a trough,
His gobbles calming, never rough.
“Flex your neck, release your fears,
Let gratitude fill your ears.”
Goat fell over in pigeon twist,
Pig sweated through mindful mist.
Rooster’s third eye opened wide,
Chicken clucked “Namaste” with pride.
Granny joined with floral mat,
Lou whispered, “He’s more than fat.”
Even Preacher dropped to cow pose form,
While cows bowed in yoga swarm.
Now studio elites pay per cluck,
For turkey zen and neck-stretch luck.

Alan Nafzger (editor@bohiney.com)

Last Updated on August 21, 2025 by Alan Nafzger