Peacock Barbie
Peacock Barbie was all that and more
Her feathers obtained at a dyed feather store
Her gown was a Mackie, through and through to the core
Her headpiece was something “simply to die for”.
Peacock barbie walked around in the highest shoes.
With those puppies on, we told her, you simply can’t lose.
She was sixteen feet tall and her waist was something I’d choose.
She is truly something! Writes out my take-over muse.
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