Lyrics of
Peacocks

I hear them squeal
I see them preen
Grab hold of the morning
Head out to the porch
I fear for my safety
You can see it in my eyes
In an hour or two
We will rise
Then a sharp breeze kicks up
I hug myself hard
Sun's all prickly
On my neck
Hands grasping and groping
Seizing opportunity
Right where it lies
The sky will fall