but make yu nor chop from di tree wey get life; wey dey make pesin know tins; di tree wey dey good and bad, bikos wen ever yu chop from am, na dat day, yu go die.”
But instead, una bigin laf and dey do party. Una sey, “Make dem kill sheep and melu make wi chop and make wi drink plenty wine! Make wi drink and chop, bikos wi go fit die tumoro.”
Pipol wey dey chop betta food before, don turn who dey beg food for street. Pipol wey dey wear fine and betta klot before, don turn who dey wear rag naw.
Bikos na lite dey make evritin shine kom out and na dis make dem rite sey: “Wake-up; yu wey dey sleep! Make yu raiz from grave and Christ go shine for yor life!”
Di woman wey dey kwayet and gentol among una, wey nor go even put en leg for groun, bikos of how e fine rish, go turn kon attack en husband and shidren
Bikos na dis pipol dey hide enter pipol house kon sleep with wimen wey nor get sense; wey dey sin well-well and wetin dey sweet dis wimen to do, na-im dey kontrol dem.
As e karry ensef up, dey enjoy yeye life, na so di sofa and sadnes wey yu go gi-am, go plenty rish, bikos e tok for en mind sey, ‘I dey rule like kween, my husband neva die and I nor go ever si sadnes again!’
“Make yu rite di tins wey I won tell yu naw, go give di angel for di church wey dey Sardis: ‘Di Pesin wey whole God seven spirits and di seven stars: I know wetin yu dey do; for pipol eye, yu dey alive, but true-true, yu don die.
Den Samuel sey, “Make una bring Amalek king, Agag, kom meet mi.” So dem bring Agag kom as e dey shake and e dey tink for en mind sey, “True-true, deat know sweet at-all!”