So Sarah laugh inside, cuz she stay figga, “Now I all dry up, an my husban, he ol too! Dis mean, fo real I goin born one bebe an feel good inside, o wat?”
Sarah, she tell, “God make me feel good inside. An I can laugh now, Cuz I get one bebe! Erybody dat find out bout dis goin feel good an laugh jalike me!
Cuz you know, befo time nobody tink I can born one bebe. Dey no tink dey goin tell Abraham, ‘Eh! Sarah get yoa bebe fo breas feed!’ But now, I stay born one boy fo Abraham wen he ol awready!”