God kon tell di woman, “Wen yu dey labor, I go make am pain yu well-well. Na inside pain yu go take born shidren. Yu go won kontrol yor husband, but na-im go bi yor head.”
“Man pikin, go tell Tyre king wetin mi God wey get pawa dey tell am: “Yu dey proud and yu dey sey yu bi god wey sidan for throne and sea dey round yu. Yu fit pritend sey yu bi god, but make yu know sey na human being yu bi and nor bi wetin yu tink.
“Den di king go do wetin e like. E go dey make mout and karry body up sey, ‘I get pawa pass any oda god. I even high pass God wey dey heaven.’ E go dey susid until di time wey God won ponish am, don rish. God go do wetin E don plan.
Dem dey tish sey, e nor good to marry or chop some kind food. But na God kreate dis food and E sey pipol wey bilive di trut fit chop am afta dem don tank am.