My 18th encounter with the peacock

I was sort of asleep
The peacock
Poked his head into my bedroom
He said: So this is your harem?
Yes, said I

Who is she? Your whore?
No, she is my wife
Why is she asleep?
It's pre-dawn and you've walked into my room before sun rise
How many wives do you have?
Only one
I've five, he boasted
Ok, said I

At which
The peacock did a peacock dance

That's when my wife woke up
Yelled at the peacock for ruining her sleep
He tried to run
He slipped
I lifted him up
With a smirk, he said
Your one wife is equal to five of mine