The Proud Peacock

I am the Peacock, the beautiful bride of the bird kingdom. I am in no doubt fairer than the cock, for I dwarf its pride with feathers that stand-out. I am the Peacock who desires serfdom from the bird kingdom, for I long to usurp the title of king from the strong Eagle who soars atop with its air-borne wings. Though fit as fiddle with an awesome strength, gliding the sky's length at a blistering pace, yet dreaded for a face that is void of grace. I am the Peacock; the elegantly clad. Humans would be mad to contend with me, for shame you would see if unclad they be.