خِدْنُ أبي المُسْتَهِلِّ خبَّرني

عنْ جُوده في الورى بِحُرْمَتِهِ

The cheek of Abu al-Mustahil told me

Of his generosity in the world with his sanctity

وقال قَدْ والإلهِ غَيَّبْتُ غُرْ

مُوليَ في فَرجها وفَقْحتِهِ

And he said, by God, I have hidden the shame

Of my friend in her cleft and slit

فقلتُ صِفْها فقال أوسع من

طوقِ الرَّحَى رِخوةٌ كَسَبَّتِهِ

So I said, describe it, and he said, wider than

The collar of a millstone, a roughness like its husk

وقال مَحْلُوقةٌ فقلتُ له

كَذَبْتَ مَنْتوفةٌ كَلِحْيَتِهِ

And he said, shaved, so I said to him

You lied, plucked like his beard