A comical horse race where the cowboys ride ostriches instead, causing a frenzy of flapping feathers and laughter

In the land of cowboys, the horizon is just the beginning of the journey.

Under the sun where laughter flows,

The cowboys gathered, each one knows.

In rode the birds, long necks held high,

Ostriches strutted, ready to fly.

With boots all dusty and hats askew,

They hopped on birds, who knew just what to do.

A bang of the gun, a flap of their wings,

From feathers flew laughter, oh what joy it brings.

Through sagebrush and tumble, they dashed with glee,

Riders and ostriches, as wild as can be.

With each comical plunge and flurry of fluff,

The crowd roared joy, the race was enough.

So when the dust settled and smiles were wide,

The cowboys heart filled with feathered pride.

For in that mad dash with feathers in air,

Friendship and fun found their way everywhere.