What if my bones were in a museum Where aliens paid good money to see ‘em And suppose that they put me together all wrong Sticking bones onto bones where they didn’t belong!

Imagine phalanges, pelvis, and spine Welded to mandibles that once had been mine! With each misassemblage, the error compounded The aliens would draw back in terror, astounded!

Their textbooks would show me in grim illustration The most hideous thing ever seen in creation! The museum would commission a model in plaster Of ME, to be called ‘Evolution’s Disaster’!

And paleontologists there would debate Dozens of theories to help postulate How mankind survived for those thousands of years With teeth-covered arms growing out of his ears!

Oh, I hope that I’m never in such a manner displayed, No matter HOW much to see me the aliens paid.

~Bill Watterson, The Indispensable Calvin & Hobbes