4 Dea bebes grow real healthy an come strong—dey no need one deer pen! Wen dey go way from da muddah, dey no come back to her.
An fo all da wild animals, an fo all da birds inside da sky, an fo all da animals moving aroun on top da groun—eryting dat stay alive, I give dem all da grasses an odda kine green plants fo dea food.” An dass wat God wen do.
Dey bend dea legs fo born dea bebes close to da groun. Dey real sore, an den pau.
“Who da one let da wild donkeys go? Who hemo dea ropes?