Once upon a Ostrich

Once upon a Ostrich

A Chapter by Robert Francis Callaci
"

pull your head out of the sand...

"


Once upon a Ostrich

 

As I was digging a tunnel across the savannah

with nothing but a old pick ax I found on

my travels, a Ostrich bid me hello in ostrichese. Of course

her head was buried in the sand and she was surprised

as much as I--- that her head popped out of the other

side to catch a glimpse of an old devil in a tunnel whistling

an old diggers tune~

 

I apologized for catching her unawares and disturbing

her meditations. She giggled and said she was just hiding

her head in the sand to get away from the pressures of

daily life. She introduced herself and said her name was

Gloria. She said her friends were going to eat their feathers

when they found out that she had a conversation with the

Old Fiddler Herself~

 

I gave her beak a little kiss and told her life can be a

b***h but it is one hell of a thrilling ride. Get back on track- I said-

and tell your friends that when they hide their heads in the sands

they may get a pebble or two stuck in their  eyes..



 

.RC

-08/25/15

 



© 2017 Robert Francis Callaci


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Added on July 9, 2016
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Totem Hokum (animals are people too)


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Robert Francis Callaci
Robert Francis Callaci

Port Richey, FL



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My passion is writing- I've been writing a mythological tale on the many facets and faces of GOD- I've been a net poet for the past seventeen years- I'm a former admin at lit .org and active one (Patr.. more..

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