1. O container that snakes have always
Slithered in,

2. If you wish to hear my poetry, it will not
Suit one who is blind to gardens.

3. Take the hand of absence and return with it
From one whose rhymes are sultans.

4. Beware my poetry, it is skillful,
It has daggers of satire.

5. Poetry, when I protect myself with it
The devils flee from it.

6. If Egypt hosts us, how many squares
In it have branches and couches.

7. The tents must be pitched
On a patch that has ostriches.