لعَمركَ ما أَدري وَإِن كُنت دارياً

أَبظراء أَم مَختونَةٌ أُمّ خالِدِ

By your life, I don't know, though I try to see,

Are you a virgin or Um Khalid, the gelded?

فَإِن تَكُنِ الموسى جَرَت فَوقَ بَظرِها

فَما خُتِنَت إِلّا وَمصّانُ قاعِدُ

If you're the mare who has run with her udders exposed,

You weren't gelded, just cautious while mating.