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- What is clear, O intelligent ones (1) (c) He went suspecting his crawling (1) Near your tent, Qashal, close by (2) You left me, O Nurai, and you come (3) O Umm Qashaba, who cuts the rope (4) She says, "You are my beloved Damakshubi."

(b) The third model, for the stranger, Muhammad Al-Mukhtar (1) Something with which there is joy With it, the affectionate, the reflecting home O Ibrahim, from the people of Al-Hala O Wad Shamal, Wad Daf' Al-Hala (a) -1- This is a satire directed at the poet's mother, Mashahi, who worked as a midwife (daya) or (qasima). Her name was Haisha and she had a nickname. -2- The government, and the poet trusts herself in her strength and authority, and her mother is adorned. This government has an eye that watches you and monitors your movements. -3- The bait: It is placed on the fishing hook with which the fisherman and the fisherman's wife cast their lines. It is a type of fish bait, she prays that it becomes bait for the fish. (c) -2- The expressions of this woman are strange to her country. She says, "My country has become close to you until it came and silenced it." -2- Meaning, you travel and settle in my country as if you are from it. -4- Your head is bald, it has no hair. -5- Your head has no hair. It is as if the beloved's bowl was torn with ashes, to remove the dark color from the goat's skin to make it last.

(d) Mashahi: Come down! You are lost, O Al-Kanfoum (1) Your hair is strong in the poisons (2) Your embrace is the naming, O Umm Sarboum (3) (b) The government is always strong It throws its rod at you It makes you a stopper for every need A prisoner, O my dead one.

(1) (d) -1- And here is Mashahi responding to the poet, saying to her, "You are lost."

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