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Doc Meyers said I had satyriasis, / And Doc Hill called it leucaemia --
But I know what brought me here:
I was sixty-four but strong as a man / Of thirty-five or forty.
And it wasn't writing a letter a day, / And it wasn't late hours seven nights a week, / And it wasn't the strain of thinking of Minnie, / And it wasn't fear or a jealous dread, / Or the endless task of trying to fathom / Her wonderful mind, or sympathy / For the wretched life she led / With her first and second husband --
It was none of these that laid me low --
But the clamor of daughters and threats of sons, / And the sneers and curses of all my kin / Right up to the day I sneaked to Peoria / And married Minnie in spite of them --
And why do you wonder my will was made / For the best and purest of women?