But now, he mahke. Az why no need skip food fo pray! I no can bring da bebe back one mo time. Me, I goin go by him bumbye, but he no goin come back by me.”
How come you no hemo da shame I get cuz I do bad kine stuff?! An let me go from da wrong tings I wen do?! Cuz pretty soon I goin be inside da dirt! Wen you look fo me, I no goin stay no moa!”
Erytime you punish somebody Cuz dey wen do wass wrong, You take away eryting dey like, Jalike wen da moth eat da clotheses. Da peopo, jalike dey breave one time, Den dey gone awready! (Time out fo da music.)