Wild bird

I saw him in an old farmer's cowhouse, Dancing and playing with other playmates, He was alone among the birds in the black house, I was certainly attracted by his catchy traits, Felt mercy on him for his loneliness, Wanted to pull out his pointless isolation, And got him for a few hundreds, my goodness, Freed him in my farm with hesitation, Few months had moved suddenly, He controlled the complete farm boldly, Had become a most matured adult lovely, His gobbler frightened all the fowls mostly, He was nearly eight kilograms in ninety days, The labours were feared to feed the wild bird, Surprisingly my dog was afraid to maintain the space, Was he an arrogant adolescent multibird? . He walked like a majestic military man, His nine inches prolonged beard made him proud, Never missed noticing the wild anchor man, I was very happy to hear the Turkey's sound.