It’s time to write the daily poem
I don’t know what to say
Except that otriches are cool
That’s what I’ll say today
They run across the ground so fast
And stick heads in the sand
It almost leads you to forget
That they are bound to land
And while a better thinker could
Develop parallels
My current cognitive mind state
Just isn’t ringing bells
So I’ll just leave you with the thought
That if I were a bird
An ostrich is the thing I’d be
And what I’ve said you’ve heard