Dey stay sad inside, an cry, an skip food till litto mo dark, cuz a Saul an his boy Jonathan, an fo Da One In Charge army, an da Israel ohana, cuz all dose guys get kill wit swords.
Da king come all bum out, cuz den he know Absalom mahke. He go up inside da room ova da town gate an cry plenny. Wen he stay going, he tell, “Bummahs! My boy, Absalom! My boy, my boy, Absalom! Mo betta I wen mahke, an not you! Bummahs! My boy, my boy, Absalom!”
So David tell his army guys fo kill dem, an dey kill um. Dey cut off dea hands an feets an hang up dea bodies by da watta place Hebron side. But dey take Ish-Boshet head an bury um inside Abner tomb Hebron side.
If I wen make lidat, Den God Up Dea goin punish me cuz wat I do az wrong, An az right fo him no trus me! But az not how I stay! I neva do notting lidat!