And the shindy stirred the Town.
Owen, great on brains and bones,
Lectured it in learned tones;
Huxley to the battle rushed;
Mutually they "pished" and "tushed"
In that calm and courteous way
Savants have, when they're in fray.
Mr. Punch, with ample reason,
Called you "Lion of the Season,"
Great Gorilla. Now 'tis plain