Luyện nghe bài hát A Poem on the Underground Wall

The train is nearly due
The is closing soon
And in the dark deserted
Restless in
A man waits in the

His eyes leap and scratch
At all that they can touch or
And hidden deep his pocket
within its silent socket
He a colored crayon

Now from the stony womb
The rides to meet the groom
And opens wide and welcome
But he hesitates, withdraws
Deeper in the

And the train is suddenly
On clicking silently
Like a tapping litany
And he holds his crayon
in his hand

Now from his pocket he flashes
The crayon on the he slashes
upon the advertising
A single-worded poem of four letters

And his is laughing, screaming, pounding
The poem across the rebounding
by the exit light
His legs take ascending flight
To seek the breast of and be suckled by the night, ooh