I look up from my paper to see a turkey buzzard sailing majestically northward.
He look lack a turkey buzzard ez had lost his wing-feathers.
Then Gah gah go wah, the turkey buzzard, gathered up the suits and flew back to the bird lodge.
They chose Gah gah go wah, the turkey buzzard, to get the suits.
Near relative to them are the turkey buzzard and carrion crow of our Southern States, besides some tropical species.
The turkey buzzard saw them but thought they were small, dark clouds.
The turkey buzzard nests almost anywhere; he is not at all particular—on the ground, in a hollow stump, or tree.
It is unpalatable to those Europeans who have never eaten a turkey buzzard.
A turkey buzzard weighing 5.6 pounds had a little less than one square foot of wing surface to each pound.
But dere ain't a crow nor a turkey buzzard, dat ever crossed de dark corner, dat can hold a candle to her flyin'.