Naim e shaut, ‘Papa Abraham, make yu sorry for mi, abeg send Lazarus make e put en finger for wota kon tosh my mout, bikos I dey sofa inside dis fire.’
So make una listin well-well, bikos pesin wey get, God go gi-am more, but pesin wey nor get, even di small one wey e tink sey e get, God go take am from en hand.”