جاءنا يحملُ ذقْناً

حسبُك اللهُ وحسْبي

He came to us carrying a beard

God suffice you and me

شعرُها لو كان شِعراً

كان مثلَ المتنبي

If her hair were poetry

It would be like Al-Mutanabbi's

تركتْ صُدرتَهُ السوْ

داءَ منها تحت قَبِّ

She left his chest tanned

With a mark under his shirt

وهي فوقَ الصّدرِ قد سد

تْهُ من شرقٍ لغَرْبِ

And above his chest she blocked

Him from east to west

لحيةٌ ردّتْهُ في النا

سِ ولا ضرطةَ وهْبِ

A beard that made people reject him

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