The Peacock

Out of nowhere a beautiful
Peacock showed up in our
Quiet little neighborhood.
It struts around with its
Rainbow of feathers all
Spread out. It has this call
That sounds like someone’s
Being murdered. It won’t
Let anybody near–it might
Chase them anyway.

Charge!

Doesn’t that man
On the horse holding
The sword up in the
Air ever get tired of
Holding it up?