23 An brïng forrit tha kwye we wur fattenin up, an kïll ït, fer we'r gaun tae hae a bïg pairtie.
But tha faither saed tae hïs sarvints, ‘Rin, brïng oot tha guid robe an pit ït on hïm, pit a rïng on hïs fïng'r an shune on hïs feet.
Fer thïs sinn o mine wus deid, an noo he's bak tae life agane; he wus loast, but noo he's fun.’ Sae tha pairtie begun.