The Peacock

 

Like some exotic eastern prince he struts,

Robed in shimmering hues,

With tufted crown

And white-ringed eyes heavy with mascara,

His jewelled train spangled with gaudy gems.

 

Once favoured of King Solomon

In ancient times, and Juno's pet,

He flaunts his dignity,

Peacock-proud – but not too proud

To squabble with the humble sparrow,

Snatching at titbits;

Regal blue and tweedy brown,

Prince and peasant,

Sharing the crumbs from an unknown table.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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