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The Ostrich

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From the book The Oxford Illustrated Book of American Children's Poems

The Ostrich

The ostrich is a silly bird,
With scarcely any mind.
He often runs so very fast,
He leaves himself behind.

And when he gets there, has to stand
And hang about till night,
Without a blessed thing to do
Until he comes in sight.

 --Mary E. Wilkins Freeman

 


From the Book The Oxford Illustrated Book of American Children's Poems