In Nostrland roam

Purple ostriches, never alone

Free to be, happy and bold

Living their lives, not bought nor sold

Their feathers, a sight to see

In shades of violet and majesty

Dancing under the sun's warm rays

Living their best, carefree days

Nostrland, a place of peace

Where ostriches' freedoms never cease

Happily ever after they live

In Nostrland, the freedom they give.

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