The libelous scribes, to whom We pay no mind,
Hath desecrated all that We deem kind.
The untruths they hath writ should be ignored
As We hath given them but slight accord.
They hath gossiped away shamelessly for hours,
And hath soiled, yea, in other peoples trousers.
Didst thou study hard to learn thy trade,
Or wast thou simply born a lying knave?
We shalt silence thee and all for which thee stand,
Would We cut out every tongue across the Land!