I've always liked the fine old Irish-American song, "The State of Arkansas." Some versions make reference to turkeys, e.g.

Then I shouldered up my turkey, hungry as a shark,
Traveling along the road that leads to the Ozarks;
It would melt your heart with pity as I trudged along the track,
To see those dirty bummers with their turkeys on their backs.

Ornithologists aside, does anybody know what a turkey is?

All the best,
Dan