내용을 요약하자면 하녀가 당나귀랑 수간하는걸 본 여주인이 꼴려서 당나귀랑 하려다가 안전장치(좆에 호박을 끼워서 길이를 조절함)를 하는걸 깜빡해서 죽었다는 내용임

 

From the poetry of Rumi. (Mathnawi, V, 1333-1405) 





There was a maidservant 

who had cleverly trained a donkey 

to perform the services of a man. 



From the gourd, 

she had carved a flanged device 

to fit on the donkey's penis, to keep him 

from going too far into her. 



She had fashioned it just to the point 

of her pleasure, and she greatly enjoyed 

the arrangement, as often as she could. 



She thrived, but the donkey was getting 

a little thin and tired-looking. 



The mistress began to investigate. One day 

she peeked through a crack in the door 

and saw the animal's marvelous member 

and the delight of the girl 

stretched under the donkey. 



She said nothing. Later, she knocked on the door 

and called the maid out on an errand, 

a long and complicated errand. 

I won't go into details. 



The servant knew what was happening, though. 

"Ah, my mistress," she though to herself, 

"you should not send away the expert. 



When you begin to work without full knowledge, 

you risk your life. Your shame keeps you 

from that to join with this donkey. 

There's a trick you don't know!" 



But the woman was too fascinated with her idea 

to consider any danger. She led the donkey in 

and closed the door, thinking, "With no one around 

I can shout in my pleasure." 



She was dizzy 

with anticipation, her vagina glowing 

and singing like a nightingale. 



She arranged the chair under the donkey, 

as she had seen the girl do. She raised her legs 

and pulled him into her. 



Her fire kindled more, 

and the donkey politely pushed as she urged him to, 

pushed through and into her intestines, 

and without a word, she died. 



The chair fell one way, 

and she the other. 



The room was smeared with blood. 



Reader, 

have you ever seen anyone martyred 

for a donkey? Remember what the Quran says 

about the torment of disgracing yourself. 



Don't sacrifice your life to your animal-soul! 



If you die of what that leads you to do, 

you are just like this woman on the floor. 

She is an image of immoderation. 



Remember her, 

and keep your balance. 



The maidservant returns and says, "Yes, you saw 

my pleasure, but you didn't see the gourd 

that put a limit on it. You opened 

your shop before a Master 

taught you the craft."