Bird or butterfly?


Bird or butterfly?
Am I a bird or a butterfly,
Evading human eye
So swift and free?

Same size as a butterfly,
but moving rapidly
branch to branch,

My glowing mane and sharp beak
give me away,
Never still, I flit and flutter,
here and there I'll play.

I make soft, shrill cries,
my voice sharpening the air,
My black plumage glistens,
beyond compare.

Who am I?

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