קָלַס

From there, Elisha went up to Bethel, and as he was walking up the road, a group of boys came out of the city and jeered at him, chanting, “Go up, you baldhead! Go up, you baldhead!”

But when you built your mounds at the head of every street and made your lofty shrines in every public square, you were not even like a prostitute, because you scorned payment.

Those near and far will mock you, O infamous city, full of turmoil.

They scoff at kings and make rulers an object of scorn. They laugh at every fortress and build up siege ramps to seize it.