Mi get news from di hospital dat him get a stroke.
Sorry tuh hear bout dat him did a gud man.Nuh worry bout di coffin bredren mi wi mek it.
Nuh worry yuhself. Mista Belnavis aready making it.
Yea bredren mi chatting bout him.
Mr Belnavis? Cyaa Mr Belnavis yuh chatting bout.
Wah wrong wid da bowy ya!
Now you think that is right, sah? Talk the truth. The man was mi friend. I build it, I build the house that him live in; but now that him dead, that mawga-foot bwoy, him son, come say, him want a nice job for the coffin
Nuh right at all
So him give it to Mister Belnavis to make. That big-belly crook who don't know him arse from a chisel, but because him is big-shot, because him make big-shot coffin, fi him coffin must better than mine!Bwoy it hot me, it hot me
No sah
For true. Fix we a nex' one, Miss Fergie. That man coulda knock back him waters, you know sah! I remember the day in this said-same bar when him drink Old Brown and Coxs'n into the ground, then stand up straight as a plumb-line.
Mi glad mi leaving wuk early enuh. Cyaa tek dis loud mout man anymore.
Dis cya real
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