Poem no. 2137 in Furuzanfar's critical edition of the Diwan-i-Kabir, translated in Frank Lewis RUMI PAST AND PRESENT, EAST AND WEST (Oxford: 2000), p.317.

The donkey's ass who in jealousy even takes offense at Jesus
A hundred donkey dicks up his ass, a hundred dog farts in his beard
How could an ass give chase to a gazelle or inhale the scent of musk?
An ass smell's an ass's piss or examines piles of shit.
That ass-bitch pisses in every stream she wades through, true no
harm's done to the stream
But you've got to drink from it.
An ass feels shame from such deceit,
Hear it from the book of Truth, "Rather are they strayed further
from the Path,"
How like a whore's all his scratching,
How like a fag all his flirtation
Shut me up! Let God forever make him shamefaced
I'll fondle the Saqi (the wine bearer), since I am drunk with her
tickling!
آن کون خر کز حاسدي عیسی بود تشویش او
صد کیر خر در کون او صد تیز سگ بر ریش او
خر صید آه…