1. O goat of lice and home of disgrace
We spent the night while the mule spent it in the stable

2. And the demon of rhymes spent it dictating
To a virile and unvirile man

3. There is no good in my knowledge or in my ignorance
If the goat knew about our palm trees

4. He would continue to roast me while my worries boil
Until when the guard threw with pebbles

5. I applied myself like a sharpened cleaver