Den Laban ansa Jakob, “Di girls na my pikin, di shidren na my shidren, di animals na my animals and evritin wey yu dey si so, na my own. But wetin go make mi ponish my dotas and di shidren wey dem born?
My God, with di pawa wey dey yor hand, make Yu distroy pipol wey dey espect dia reward from dis world. But doz wey Yu like well-well, make Yu give dem enough and dia shidren go get plenty kon die leave propaty for dia shidren-shidren.
Den I tink of all di work wey pipol dey do and I kon si sey, evritin wey dem dey do, na to know who betta pass. But all dis tins dey yuzles too, e just bi like wen pesin dey porshu breeze.
God sey, “Make wise pipol nor dey boast, bikos dem wise and make doz wey strong, nor boast sey dem get pawa. Make doz wey get money, nor boast with di money wey dem get.
Before naw, wi dey bihave like fool; wi nor dey obey; wi dey deceive pipol; wi bi savant to tins wey dey sweet us; wi dey do bad tins and dey jealous odas; pipol hate us and wi hate dem too.