Luke 16
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The Rich Man and Lazarus
19There was a rich mush,
with kushti-dicking purple togs.
Every divvus
his hobben was kushti.
20By his jigger
suttied a poor mush called Lazarus.
Lazarus dicked wafedi,
riffly as a juk.
21He was ready to scran anything
he could get his vasters on
or kur it from the rich mush's table.
The jukels jassed up
to lick his riffly skin.
22One divvus he mullered
and angels kurred him
opre to besh by Abraham in heaven.
The rich mush mullered too
23and was buried.
From the mullo-tan
it was so wafedi,
he dicked up to Abraham,
a long way away,
with Lazarus by him.
24So he pukkered,
“Father Abraham,
have mercy on mandi.
Putch Lazarus
to kur pani on his vaster
and put it on my mui,
this yog akai is too tatto for mandi.”
25But Abraham rokkered,
“Chavvi, remember
when you were alive,
you had the kushti kovels
and Lazarus had the wafedi kovels.
Now he's got it kushti akai
and you've got it wafedi.
26What's more,
a bori canyon has been kurred
between you and us,
and no one can jell across it.”
27So he putched Abraham,
“I'm monging you, Father Abraham,
send Lazarus to my daddrus' ker.
28I've got five brothers,
he could pukker them
so they don't have to come
to this wafedi mullo-tan.”
29But Abraham rokkered,
“Your brothers can read Moses
and the old rashais' lils,
let them shun their lavs.”
30Lazarus rokkered,
“Kak, Father Abraham,
but if a mullo jells to them,
they'll change their ways.”
31But Abraham penned lesti,
“If they can't shun the lavs of Moses
and the old rashais' lils
they won't believe
even if they shun a mullo.”
© British and Foreign Bible Society 2014