Peacock Watcher
He served as a prized watchdog
And he didn’t miss a thing
He was beautiful as he strutted
And detected everything
Each step there was measured
With his tail feathers wide
So many colors mixed together
And oh so many eyes
He was the greatest of the fowl
And reigned up in a tree
He would roost there many hours
And practiced his echoing
He was beautiful pageantry
With the turkey a distant second
He won the contest hands down
With no others there contesting
Unlike the turkeys and the chickens
He wasn’t a main course planned
And he could strut proud and long
The most beautiful in the land