Wilson's Bird of Paradise

I'm Wilson’s Bird of Paradise, behold

these stunning plumes of scarlet, blue and gold;

the whirling, swirling scroll-work of my tail;

this fair fowls charms are never known to fail.

Not mesmerized? Well you’ve not seen the best.

Just wait till I puff out my feathered chest.

Don’t try to fight it, girl, you know it’s fate.

I’m Wilson’s Bird of Paradise and you’re my mate.