The prophet stood up in his mosque “Will someone entertain my guest?” A hand went up and that’s how it Began The man - he rushed home to his wife “A guest is coming home tonight” Alarmed, she said “we only have A bite” He thought for one moment or two A plan emerging in his mind Looked at his wife and said “Here’s what We’ll do “Let’s kiss the children off to bed That sleep their hunger douse, then we’ll Turn down the lamps as we sit to The spread “And wife, we will pretend to chew With skill, we will put on a show So that our guest who has his fill Won’t know” And thus they carried out their plan The guest arrived and ate the bread Then left, the couple prayed and went To bed The night went by, the day arrived The Prophet saw the man and cried With joy from news that came on angel Wings For one attracted by the nūr Had found the good companion’s house And saw the wealth a humble servant brings