Potiphar's wife
Held Joseph's cloak
In hand, screaming
As Joseph ran swiftly
From the house.

Emotions and desires scorned
In anger she called
To her servants
"Look what that Hebrew,
has tried to do to me,
If I had not screamed for help
He would not have fled
Leaving this his cloak,"
Sobbing tearfully,
She laid it on the bed,

At Potiphar's return
The story was retold
As his anger
Burned like coals.