Brown men in indigo dresses
Race camels and dream of rain
Hungry for stew
Hungry for women
But recite verses from their book
As they bend, as they spring
Legs flailing high and skinny
Brown matchsticks, Brown flames
Three camels lie side-by-side
Reigns pulled over foaming green mouths
Bellies burning on that beige blanket of the desert
Ablaze under a swollen sun
Brown men train on sand
Hot grains setting sparks on bare feet
Men traipse over three indifferent camels
Those speechless animals
Hungry for food
Hungry for females
Some men make it
Brag of strong legs leaping over giants
Beating the biggest beasts under the heaviest suns
They toast to cool water and fat goats
Praise be to Allah
Say even the ones who fell
And let a lying camel
Make fools of men
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