Is it a good idea to make a song and dance about it?

You know its best
The puffed up chest
The sage grouse
Knows a thing
Or two about his mating dance
And really tries to bring

All his self assurance
Into what he does
He is an exhibitionist
He’s really got that buzz

Puts on airs and graces
Pompousness and swank
Clearly a self-admirer
And you know to be frank
He pulls it off now frequently
When looking for a mate
He is blatantly immodest
With a rather bumptious gait

The lady grouse are clearly
Impressed by all this stuff
All those black tail feathers
They just cant get enough
Which goes to show that sage brush
A bitter sweet plant seems
To engender in the female
The playboy of her dreams