Den Abraham sey, “God, make Yu nor vex o-o, bikos I still won tok! Wot of if dem bi thirty for der.” God ansa, “I nor go do am if I si thirty for der.”
Abraham sey, “My Oga God! Abeg make Yu nor vex for yor savant. Wot of if dem bi ten wey dey fear Yu for di town?” God ansa, “I nor go distroy di town bikos of dat ten.”
But Josef tell dem, “I nor go fit do dat tin! Di man wey dem for si di cup for en hand go bi my savant and di rest of una fit go meet una papa with peace.”
So naw, if una don ready, wons una hear di trumpet, di horn, lyre, jita, harp and all di oda instrument sound, make una bow woship di image. If una nor gri, na wons I go trow una enter di fire. Abi una tink sey any god dey wey go save una?”
Yor papa great well-well, sotey all di pipol, nashon and language dey shake and fear am. E dey kill who e won kill kon honor who e like honor or disgrace who e won disgrace.