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.
Una dey tell unasef sey, “Wen di new moon festival go end sef, so dat wi go fit go sell awa korn? Na wen Sabat go end, make wi for fit sell again? Wi nor fit wait to shit awa customers, use wayo take measure tins, so dat wi go get more money.
Una sey, ‘Si! E too hard to serve God!’ So una nor gri obey my kommand again. Naw, make una tink am sef, e good as una dey bring animal wey una tif; di ones wey dia leg break or wey dey sick, kom give mi as sakrifice? Una tink sey I go asept am from una?