The Peacock is a Proud Champion

The beauty of the feathers

The colourful peacock is dancing, He spreads his wings and shows off his colours, The blue and green allure out of his dull sheen, He knows he is a proud champion.

He makes a sound so guttural, For he does not know a musical note, Endowed with the beauty of feathers, He is knowingly ever so proud.

He takes away all the colour, Leaving the pea-hen with a dirty brown, He does not want to share the beauty of his feathers, As he is so proud of his bright shining colours.

He loves her with his guttural sound, They eat fruits and berries sharing their meals, He opens his wings to attract her And they are happy companions always together.