Things aren’t the same any more
Crocodile Tears

“I miss all those dinosaurs,” said the old croc to his mate, I haven’t seen them for a while. Where’ve they been of late?” “Alligators aren’t the same - they haven’t got the weight - and caymans are so flimsy, that’s why the world’s in such a state.”
“Lizards, lizards everywhere and not one worth a skink; Komodos might be scary but they create such a stink.” “The birds are so much prettier but they vanish in a blink; you need some pterodactyls to make you stop and think.”
“I’ve not tasted cœlocanth for many, many a year, I could be mistaken but they’re dying out, I fear.” “The insects are still with us - thank Darwin for this skin! - though they grow smaller all the time. Are they giving in?”
“Evolution’s in reverse, the going’s getting rough, it seems only bacteria are made of the right stuff.” His missus answered finally in a voice both deep and gruff, “Are you eating that wildebeest or have you had enough?”