God stay huhu an bus me up, Jalike one wild animal go afta da animals he kill. Jalike he make mad face cuz he hate me plenny. He give me stink eye cuz he stay agains me.
Mo betta da bad guy see wat happen wen God wipe him out. Let him be da one find out az God come huhu wit him, Da God Dat Get Mo Powa Den All Da Odda Gods.
No matta I neva do notting wrong, He ack jalike I bulai. No matta I neva go agains him, Az jalike he shoot one arrow fo hurt me, An no mo notting goin make me come mo betta.’
If I wen do one bad kine ting, dat no goin do notting to you. You da One dat watch peopo! How come you make me yoa target fo shoot?! How come I one heavy load you gotta carry?!
Try do someting fo me real quick, Da One In Charge! Cuz I desperate! No look da odda way Fo me no see yoa face! Cuz if I no stay tight wit you, I goin come jalike da odda guys Dat go down da Deep Dark Hole.
He sen da lightning jalike he shoot arrows, He make da peopo dat stay agains him Run all ova da place. He make da arrows flash plenny times wit lightning, So da peopo donno wat fo do.
Goin get plenny army guys Dat stay come thru hea Ery morning, ery day, an ery nite, Jalike erytime da big watta come, An catch you guys an take you away.” Wen da peopo undastan wat dis mean, Dey goin be fo real kine sked an shaking.
Jalike God stay agains us guys, he make his bow ready. His right hand stay ready fo shoot da arrow. He kill erybody dat us guys love da mostes. Cuz he real huhu, jalike he dump fire On top da place wea da Jerusalem peopo live!
Us get choke respeck fo God. Dass why we try fo help da peopo get da same kine respeck fo him. God know how we stay inside. I like you guys know how we stay inside too.
Wen I fight, goin be Jalike my arrows stay piloot from da blood, An my sword goin eat da bodies a da ones I goin kill An da prisonas bodies too, An da heads dat get long hair a da army guys dat stay agains me.”
Naomi, she tell um, “Eh! Mo betta no call me Naomi, Cuz dat mean ‘eryting nice.’ Mo betta call me Mara, Cuz dat mean ‘eryting jalike bad taste.’ Cuz Da God Dat Get All Da Powa, He wen make eryting come real junk fo me.