غَنَّى فكُلُّ حاضرٍ

إِصْبَعُهُ في أُذْنِهِ

He sang and every listener

Stuck a finger in his ear,

شِعْراً كَبرْدِ فَكَّهِ

لفظاً وطُولِ قَرْنِهِ

Like splitting ice, his poetry's

Words and rhymes stabbed with a spear.

فالحمدُ لله الذي

غَنَّى ولم يُثَنِّهِ

So praise God who let him sing

Yet did not make him persevere.