O ascetic, the drinkers at the tavern door are insolent; beware and never confront or get involved with these disrespectful people.

Here, the poet offers a delightfully tongue-in-cheek warning to the self-righteous ascetic, advising him to steer clear of the tavern's carefree drinkers. Having shed the burdens of social hypocrisy and false dignity, these revelers speak unvarnished truths and will not spare the moralist's fragile ego. Beneath the playful caution lies a celebration of authentic abandon, which can effortlessly dismantle the hollow pretense of orthodox piety.