Head On...The Side...The Rear

Out in search of sand-hill cranes,
my Dad and I on the hunt.
Instead, we got a rafter of turkeys,
and my first shot is his front.

The boy was really all puffed out,
and was acting very puerile.
Strutting his stuff for his four hens,
and the next shot...his profile.

With no good cranes, and nary a deer,
my Blip choice was open and shut.
It had to be Terrific Tom,
and my third shot is his butt.