Though inexperienced, I had to sing it to shun misery;
Alone on the pastures and no one in sight;
Herds of camels cannot render my lines wrong or right;
Towards the climax, I eyed a shepherd in a reverie.
I chanted still until late at night;
Suddenly, I uttered some lines with a lisp, drowsy and weary;
To the herds' dismay, the defect roused the shepherd, ready to fight.
The herd and I instantly ran hurriedly like accomplices towards the ferry.
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