The Ostriches Out For a Drive

Mr. and Mrs. O were on a ride traveling down Route 66. The car was a convertible, doing forty, without any tricks. An August day with the sun streaming down on their necks. I love the way the sun looks, she has such beautiful flecks! Ostriches United were waiting for these two to arrive. They would be at the convention by a quarter to five. We’re having a fine time! Said Mrs. To her husband Latimore. But if you let me drive, honey, we could be there by four.