Arrogant Peacock and Hid Peahen
He was the top of the mark.
Puffed up and proud.
Nothing was as beautiful.
He strutted so loud.
We peahens were askance
At his arrogant dance.
He made us all sick
As he made his pick.
The peahen that was chosen
Was the one who said she’d never go.
We all heard her giggling.
She is such a ho.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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