there was a little ostrich he just loved to race
very fast was he with a very speedy pace
one day he decided to be an athelete
in the olympic games ostrich would compete
he put on his number on his racing vest
the number 29 was the one he like the best
he stood on the start line till it was time to go
then ostrich he set off starting very slow
he just took it easy till half way through the race
then ostrich he got faster and set his faster pace
ostrich won his race feeling proud and bold
then he took his prize a medal made of gold
Dec 10, 2013
Dec 10, 2013 at 11:56 AM UTC
there was a little ostrich he just loved to race
very fast was he with a very speedy pace
one day he decided to be an athelete
in the olympic games ostrich would compete
he put on his number on his racing vest
the number 29 was the one he like the best
he stood on the start line till it was time to go
then ostrich he set off starting very slow
he just took it easy till half way through the race
then ostrich he got faster and set his faster pace
ostrich won his race feeling proud and bold
then he took his prize a medal made of gold
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