جَنى اِبنُ سِتّينَ عَلى نَفسِهِ

بِالوَلَدِ الحادِثِ ما لا يُحِبّ

The son of a sixty year old reproached himself

For the newborn child he did not like

تَقولُ عِرسُ الشَيخِ في نَفسِها

لا كُنتَ يا شَرَّ خَليلٍ صُحِب

The old man's wife said to herself

I wish you were not, O evil companion

أَنفَعُ مِنهُ عِندَها بُرجُدٌ

أَذهَبَ قُرّاً أَو سِقاءٌ سُحِب

More useful to her than him is a flea

That took away dryness or drew water