Thish ish no Nash'ral Museum—Nash—hic—ral Hishtory!
Look at 'em! Look at 'em!! Oh, hersh a mystery!
POLLYSH,—where are yer? Where'sh that blesshed bottle?
I'vesh got a peck o' March dust down my throttle.
Give ush that gin—ger beersh, o' course, I mean.
Look, POLLY!—shee that creature long and lean,
Crawling towardsh us! Jim-Jamsh are not in it
With thish 'ere Bri's'h Museum! Wai' a minute!
Where am I? Whersh tha' girl? Can't read this lingo!
"Mega—" It moves! Got 'em again, by Jingo!!!