Di ofrin smell kon make belle sweet God, so E tell ensef, “I nor go ever curse di eart again, bikos of wetin human being do; even doh I know sey since wen I kreate dem, na only bad tins dem dey tink. I nor go ever distroy evritin wey get life as I don do so.
“As long as di eart dey,
time go dey to plant and time go dey to plok wetin dem plant.
Sometaims kold go dey and oda times heat go dey.
Rain go fall sometaims and oda times evriwhere go dry,
but day and nite go always dey.”