The Brawl Of The Beautiful Birds!!!

A peacock sat alone one day,
Admiring his tail.
Then to the shrub beside him,
There hopped a little quail.

"Here comes Parrot, very near,
He says he wants a word,
And to think you are more beautiful
Than him is quite absurd."

"He said that?" quacked the peacock,
"Oh, how very mean,
For no one has a tail like mine,
Or neck that's quite as lean."

"I agree..." there cooed a voice,
Perched on the branch above,
For there he sat round crested
A crystal, ice white dove.

"...That he's no better looking,
Than any of the rest,
For take a look, just at my poise
And snow white rounded chest."

"That is a point I'll argue,
For quaintness is the key,
And I; the little humming bird,
Am the smallest bird you see."

And quaint he was! And very small,
So pretty was his tail,
But somewhere sobbing in the shrub,
There sat a lonely quail.

"Why do you cry?", remarked the birds,
"Please tell us!", came the dove,
"For you are plump and friendly,
And other things we love.

You work so hard to raise your eggs,
In that there's not a flaw",
Agreed the birds the little quail,
Was most beautiful of all.
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-Wrote that when I got bored during an English lesson!!!