1. Though you demolish my house, yet my courtyards
Have plenty and are not in need of the son of Maraghah

2. My father is pedigree tall as a palm tree and rock
that if struck cannot be demolished by picks

3. You belittled yourself, O son of a dog, when you saw me
With the sun in rugged mighty fortresses

4. And you were humiliated by me with a heavy
Wounding satire on the pregnant Jareer and his gang

5. Insulting the coward does not diminish his spear
Rather with shouting he is made equal to him

6. A snarling wildcat, a sly fox, the leader of a forest
When his honor moves him, his hands and shoulders move him

7. A mighty one, who matches spears with him
Though his mother has weaned him, who can match him?

8. When Kulayb brought her slave to me
Like one deluded until he sees death is his vanquisher

9. They hoped to turn Kulayb back with his coat of mail
From my arrows' breaches and I their transporter

10. I wonder at one who shoots sheep in Hutamiyya
While in the coat of mail is a slave whose killers have been killed

11. Can the pregnant put on armor when her belly
If it speaks is a burden she cannot match?

12. He yelped and cast off his coat of mail and I would not
Cast off my shirt for a insignificant one to fight him

13. Do you not see, O son of Maraghah, silent
For what you carry in your paunch folds

14. And the tribes around me and around you
O Banu Kalb, know I am the top of glory and its shoulder

15. Do you not know that I am the son of the lord of Saw'ir
And with me are swords his scabbards and sheaths

16. We left Jarir restrained in the market
Will he find one to exchange with him what he missed?