Loud I howled through the moonlit wastes, Loud answered our kith and kin; From west and east to the crimson feast The clan came tramping in. - Langdon Smith

When you were a tadpole and I was a fish In the Paleozoic time,
And side by side on the ebbing tide We sprawled through the ooze and slime,
Or skittered with many a caudal flip Through the depths of the Cambrian fen,
My heart was rife with the joy of life, For I loved you even then.

Then as we linger at luncheon here O'er many a dainty dish,
Let us drink anew to the time when you Were a tadpole and I was a fish.

Mindless we lived and mindless we loved And mindless at last we died;
And deep in the rift of the Caradoc drift We slumbered side by side.
The world turned on in the lathe of time, The hot lands heaved amain,
Till we caught our breath from the womb of death And crept into light again.