Di woman tell am, “Why yu do dat kind tin to God pipol? Yu neva let yor own pikin kom back from where e hide put since, so yu don kondemn yorsef with wetin yu just tok so.
As di king dey pass, di profet koll am kon sey, “My king, I dey fight war and one soja bring enemy wey dem katch kon meet mi sey, ‘Make yu guide dis man. If e eskape; yu go die or yu go pay 3,000 silva koin.’
“Di oga kon tell am, ‘Na yor word I go take judge yu, yu wiked savant! So yu know sey, I bi hash man; dey chop food wey nor bi my own and I dey plok fruit wey I nor plant?