I am a peacock

I am a peacock
I have beautiful feathers
Look at how I can sway and swing
All colours in all weathers
It almost feels as if I’m king

I am a peacock
I am the scintillating star
I am in the constellation
You can see me from afar
I look like an exaltation

I am a peacock
I’m the egg of Fabergé
Fair enamelled and engraved gold
It’s rarely seen on display
The expensive rubies look bold

I am a peacock
I am proud and I am vain
Look how I flaunt my perfect fan
I’ll always pretend or feign
That I’m the impeccable man

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