1-10 The Tamarisk opened his mouth and spoke. He addressed the Date Palm: "My body ...... the bodies of the gods. You grow your fruits but someone places them before me like a maid approaching her mistress. You do not provide the measuring vessels. You are ...... minor crops, but I ....... Your attendants ...... before me for you."

11-19 In his anger the Date Palm answered him. He addressed his brother the Tamarisk: "You say: "If people build daises for me and beautify them too, they certainly do not swear by God before clay (?)." -- You may be a wood that people name with a good name, but it is silver that can pride itself as an overlay. ......, describe your beauty!"