bikos pipol wey dey drink and chop too mush, go soon luz evritin. So, If all wetin yu dey do na to dey chop and sleep, den yu go soon start to wear rag.
Naw, make I tell una wetin I go do to my vineyard: I go remove di fence wey dey round am kon break di wall wey dey protet am. I go let animals chop and mash am anyhow.
I go let grass grow for evriwhere and I nor go trim di vine or use hoe dig di groun again, instead, I go let dirty kover am and rain nor go ever fall put again.”
Di seed wey fall for shuku-shuku, na pesin wey hear God word, but wahala, long-trot and to kwik get money for dis world kon shuk di word die for en heart and e nor kon bear fruit.