ذُقْ أبا جعفر مغبَّةَ جُرْمِكْ

واجْنِ ما أثْمرتْ سفاهةُ حِلْمِكْ

Taste, O Abu Ja'far, the bitterness of your crime,

And avoid what your foolish clemency has borne fruit.

ما تعرَّضْتَ لي وجَدّك حتى

قرنَ اللَّه كلَّ نحْسٍ بنَجْمِكْ

You did not confront me though your grandfather did,

May God couple all evil with your star!

أبِعَقْل المُعلّمين يُعابُ ال

شعرُ أيري في القعر من بظر أمِّك

Do men of learning censure the poetry of a blind man

In the depth of the vulva of your mother?

لستَ عندي إن عِبْتَ شعري ملُوماً

لك عُذْرٌ لديَّ في ضيقِ علمك

I am not to be blamed if I satirize your poetry,

You have an excuse with me because of your limited knowledge.

لقَرِيضي يا ابن الزّواني معانٍ

قصُرَتْ دونها مذاهبُ فهْمِك

My poetry, O son of prostitutes, has meanings

Beyond the scope of your comprehension.

هُنْتَ عندي فلا مديحُك يُهْدِي

لي سروراً ولا أُساء بذَمّك

You are despicable to me, so your praise does not

Bring me joy, nor am I hurt by your dispraise.

أنت نغل من ألف نُطفةِ فَحْلٍ

عدداً رُكّبَتْ مفاصِلُ جِسمك

You are but one of thousands sired by a stallion -

Jointed limbs assembled into your body.

قد أردْتُ الإعراضَ عنك احتقاراً

لك لا أنَّني جَنَحْتُ لسِلْمِك

I wanted to scorn you out of disdain,

Not because I was inclined to reconcile with you.

فتذكْرتُ موبقاتِ ذُنوبي

فرجَوْتُ الخروجَ منها بشَتْمك

But I remembered my heavy sins

And hoped to gain release by lambasting you.

فاحمدِ اللَّهَ قد رُزِقْتَ هجاءً

بعد طول الخُمول نوَّه باسْمِك

So praise God, you have gained satire

After long silence your name is mentioned.

فخُذَنهُ فإنْ قَنِعْت وإلا

فَعَلَيْنا من بعدُ توفيرُ قسْمك

Take it, and if you are satisfied, otherwise

We will have to provide you your share after this.