Wen dey tell any kine to him, he neva ansa back. Wen he suffa, he neva tell he goin pay um back. But he let God da Judge take kea all dat cuz he know God do da right ting.
No talk too much! Bumbye you goin tell someting An peopo goin come all huhu wit you. Da guys dat tink firs befo dey open dea mout, Dey undastan real good wat dey suppose to do.
But had some mean buggahs wit attitude. Dey tell, “No way dis guy goin get us outa trouble!” An dey ack jalike Saul junk, an dey no bring present fo him notting. But Saul no say notting.
Den Zebul tell um, “So! You still like talk big now, o wat?! You wen tell, ‘Who dis buggah Abimelek, dat us guys gotta let him stay in charge a us?’ Dese da guys, you wen make fun a dem befo time! Now, go out an fight um!”
Da peopo dat erytime do wass right, Good tings come to dea town cuz a dem, An da town come mo betta. But wen da bad kine peopo open dea mout, Da town come jam up.
Da kine peopo dat go aroun talk bad bout odda peopo, Dey tell all kine stuff bout da odda guys dat dey not suppose to tell. But da kine peopo you can trus, Dey know how fo keep dea mout shut.