"What is he but a rooster drinking wine,
the companion of the crow, with lungs untiring?
When the dawn begins to break, his voice unleashes:
'Why, O crow, have you not returned my clothes?' " '
"Al-Asma'i said: 'The Arabs used to say that in times past the rooster was possessed of a wing with which it could fly through the air, and the crow had a wing like the wing of a rooster, useless for flying. One night, the two of them were drinking together in a tavern, and when their drink ran out, the crow said to the rooster: 'For the loan of your wing, I will bring you more drink.' So the rooster loaned it to him, and the crow flew away and never came back. They say that when the rooster calls out at daybreak, he is begging the crow for his wing." The Bedouin laughed, and said: 'You are one of the very muses [mā anta illā shaytān].' " The poem is by Umayya ibn Abi 'l-Salt.
From The Classes of Grammarians by Abu 'l-Tayyib al-Lughawi