WHAT IF MY BONES WERE IN A MUSEUM
What if my bones were in a museum
Where aliens paid good money to see 'em
And suppose that they'd put me together all wrong,
Sticking bones to bones where they didn't belong!
Imagine pelvis, spine and toes
Welded to jaws that once had been mine!
With each mismatch, the error compounded
The aliens would draw back in terror astounded!
Their textbooks would show me in grim illustration
The most hideous ever seen in creation!
The museum would commission a model in plaster
Of me to be called Evolution's Disaster
And paleontologists would denote
Dozens of theories to help postulate
How man survived for those thousand of years
With teeth-covered arms growing out of his ears
I hope I am in never such manner displayed
No matter how much to see me the aliens paid
Ashwin Raja
Chennai (Tamilnadu)
