Gertie, the ostrich, a fine old girl
As curious as she could be!
Stretched her neck as high as she could
To see all that she could see!
Gertie liked to people watch
When the humans came to the zoo,
To visit the tigers and monkeys and bears
And all of her other friends too!
She’d struggle to maintain composure
While she stared every one of them down!
But she couldn’t keep the smile from her face
For they looked like little clowns!
Humans were short, with beady eyes
Feathers on only their heads!
And where they should have glorious beaks
Was a hole in their face instead!
It seemed to her, they were nature’s mistake
And she laughed every time they came!
Happy that she was an ostrich
And all creatures don’t look the same!
© Annabel Sheila