Turkey (Half-Grown Children)

Stood a turkey in the rain dreaming of his home in Spain. Where he would not have to face vermin from the Banty race. Vermin asked him 'can you take it, or perhaps you only fake it, I'm the king of this barnyard.' Turkey now thought extra hard, he could dish it out, no doubt turkeys never had much clout nor a brain with which to think so he gave the boy a wink told him 'every Banty Rooster needs, just to survive, a booster, step aside, I need the space...' Rooster spat him in the face. Moral is that Banty Chickens spit at turkeys like the dickens.