I am Minerva, the village poetess, br Hooted at, jeered at by the Yahoos of the street br For my heavy body, cock-eye, and rolling walk, br And all the more when "Butch" Weldy br Captured me after a brutal hunt. br He left me to my fate with Doctor Meyers; br And I sank into death, growing numb from the feet up, br Like one stepping deeper and deeper into a stream of ice.