تَميمُ بنُ مُرٍّ كَفكِفوا عَن تَعَمُّدي

بِذُلٍّ فَإِنّي لَستُ بِالمُتَذَلِّلِ

Tamim ibn Murr, cease your mocking of me,

For I am not one to be humiliated.

أَيَهزَأُ بي العَبدُ الهُجَيمِيُّ ضِلَّةً

وَمِثلي رَمى ذا التُدرَءِ المُتَضَلِّلِ

Does this wretched slave mock me, leading me astray?

Yet one like me has aimed at the confused trickster.

بِداهِيَةٍ دَهياءَ لا يَستَطيعُها

شَماريخُ مِن أَركانِ سَلمى وَيَذبُلِ

With a clever trick that the schemer cannot accomplish,

Not even the skilled builders of Salma's pillars who weaken.

وَبِاللَهِ لَولا أَنَّ حِلمِيَ زَاجِري

تَرَكتُ تَميماً ضُحكَةً كُلَّ مَحفَلِ

By Allah, if it wasn't for my restraint holding me back,

I would leave Tamim a laughingstock at every gathering.

فَكُفّوا رَماكُم ذو الجَلالِ بِخِزيَةٍ

تُصَبِّحُكُم في كُلِّ جَمعٍ وَمَنزِلِ

So cease your throwing of spears, O Lord of Majesty, in disgrace

That will make you hide yourselves in every group and abode.

فَأَنتُمُ لِئامُ الناسِ لا تُنكِرونَهُ

وَأَلأَمُكُم طُرّاً حُرَيثُ بنُ جَندَلِ

For you are the scoundrels of people, none can deny it,

And your misfortune was the work of Hurayth ibn Jandal.