My body is really strong and sinuous,
against the waves, it's always victorious:
thousands of colourful scales cover it,
when I'm flying across the sky they twinkle
chopping the white light in vivid arrows,
until, defeated, even Iris bows:
my crime consists in being always hungry,
and very much, too: and if, so kindly,
joppa's * inhabitants offer me for lunch
a well-fed girl, should I refuse their gift?
but I am so grateful! As it regards you,
i remember you very very well,
many years ago you let people call you
perseus, and I remember how furiously
you went on fighting for that fatty girl:
if I'm not wrong, her name was Andromeda!
i gladly left her to you, too hard the job,
moreover, fat as she was, her taste
would have been returning up in my mouth
at least for three days! On that occasion,
you put around that you had killed me!
nothing less! Me!, as ancient as the world!
today you want that they call you George,
and Saint, moreover! I'm being disgusted
by such amount of a bad faith:
better if I go fishing some tunas,
they swim so fast, but it's always better
than being obliged to deal with skunks like you.
and don't go round to tell that you killed me!
by the way, your armour is always too dark:
spread a coat of vivid colours upon it!

* Joppa: the ancient name of Jaffa, on the top of hard cliffs