Ivry man and wumman here at Tralee looks like an animal or a bird in a zoolyogical gardin.

Shure, there's no likeness between anny two of them; it's as if they was gathered from ivry corner of the wide wurruld.
There's a Mongolian in the kitchen an' slitherin' about outside, doin' the things that's part for man and part for wumman.

Li Choo they call him.

Isn't his the face of a bald-headed baboon?
An' the half-breed crature--she might ha' come from Patagony.

An' the ould man Mazarine--part rhinoceros and part Methody, he is.