“I only know I say what’s so, A Dino’s what I be— Because your experts get things wrong— That doesn’t bother me.
“I am a Dino—or to be A little more exact, I am a Dino’s aura, Sir! A Dino’s ghost in fact!
“I overheard your talk tonight About our ancient clan— I grew absorbed, I got a hunch, Thinks I ‘At last—my man!’
“You spoke of ice-imprisoned whales— Oh little did you know The way that touched my heart that pulsed A million years ago—
“My other heart that lies so still Within my frozen fur— My other heart upon the hill Deep in yon glacier.
“Oh could I break that crystal mold Where I’ve been doomed to freeze Down in that gloom and bitter cold For untold centuries,
“I’m sure my heart would pulse again, Those haunches limber grow, And I could roam as once I did— Once in the Long-ago!
“There is an ice-cave known to none, Leads to that Mausoleum, And he that was that other me Rests there where you shall see him.
“So come and look—perhaps you could Evolve some keen device To extricate my stiffened shanks From out that flux of ice,
“And I will bear you back, I swear, As I’m a Dino’s spirit, To this here shack before the crack Of daylight—never fear it!”