English poem
To Number 27X.
Beloved Peeler! friend and guide And guard of many a midnight reeler, None worthier, though the world is wide, Beloved Peeler. Thou from before the swift four-wheeler Didst pluck me, and didst thrust aside A strongly built provision-dealer Who menaced me with blows, and cried 'Come on! come on!' O Paian, Healer, Then but for thee I must have died, Beloved Peeler!