The
peacock spreads its wings
The
showing of many colours reign
There
is no doubt he is the Bird
Sitting
on the higher stool to say
Every
bird stays quiet
Nodding
heads to agree
“I
have the bags of worms
Over
the shack by the farmers”
“I
am the leader
I
have the bags of worms
Everyone
should say stay right
With
me you will not go hungry”
Every
bird flaps its wings
The
long line gather to hear
The
peacock is the Bird
And
his bags of worms in the shack
The
farmers will not see
They
are busy on the fields
The
peacock takes the opportunity
Seize
the day to be the Bird
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