Like Blazes blew and Blitzen, banged The window-sash till sud- denly the thing just opened with One gosh-almighty thud.
Then quickly—as if conscious of Such ill-timed, boorish riot, Those shrieking, spiteful, frightful winds Became most meek and quiet;
And in the lull there rolled a dull, Strange gurgle in my ear And through the window-space I saw A monstrous thing appear—
A snow-white critter, giant-high, With trunk and pussy’s paws— In short his make-up seemed exempt From all of Nature’s laws.
A husky, tusky Titan growth With squidgy, squinty eyes— I drew the covers closer up— The creature said “Arise!”
“Not so, old Scout,” I squiddled out, “Bed’s good enough for me!” His trunk moved slowly toward my bunk, The monster said “We’ll see!”
“Then who are you and what’s your game?” (I tried to be as calm as A man can be while shivering In only silk pajamas.)
“To thus intrude your presence rude, You big Albino cur!” “What’s that!” said he, “You don’t know me— I am a Dino, Sir!”
“A Dinosaur? The heck you are! From your get-up I’ll swan You’re what our scientific sharks Have dubbed a Mastodon!
A rare, old wooly specimen ’Mongst fossil Pachyderms!” “For what they claim I’m not to blame, I have no knack at terms;