“Di king go tell di pipol wey dey en left hand, ‘Make una komot from my side, una wey God don curse! Make una enter hell-fire wey dem prepare for devil and en wiked angels.
E si one fig tree for road kon waka go where e dey, but e nor si anytin plok, bikos na only leaf di tree get. So e kon tell di tree, “Yu nor go ever bear fruit again!” At wons, di fig tree kon bigin die.