Luyện nghe bài hát Bustopher Jones

Bustopher Jones is not and bones
In fact, he's fat
He doesn't haunt pubs, he has eight or clubs
For the St. James Street cat!
He's the cat we all as we walk down the street
In his coat of black
No common-place mousers have such cut trousers
Or such an back

In the of St. James's the smartest of names is
The of this Brummell of cats
And we're all of us proud to be nodded or to
By Bustopher in white spats

My are occasional to the senior educational
And it is the rules
For any one cat to both to that
And the Joint Schools
For a similar reason, when game is in
I'm found, not at Fox's, but
I am frequently seen at the gay Stage and
Which is famous for winkles and

In the of venison I give my Benison
To the Pothunter's succulent
And just noon's not a moment too soon
To in for a drink at the Drones
I'm seen in a hurry there's probably curry
At the or at the Glutton
When I look full of gloom I've lunched at the Tomb
On cabbage, rice pudding and

In the whole of St. James's the of names is
The name of Brummell of cats
And we're all of us to be nodded or bowed to
By Bustopher Jones in white

So much in way passes Bustopher's day
At one club or he's found
It can be no surprise under our eyes
He has grown round

He's a pounder

Or I am a

And he's on weight every day

But I'm so well preserved I've observed
All my a routine and I'd say
I am still in my prime, I last out my time

That's the word from this stoutest of

It must and it shall be spring in Mall
While Bustopher Jones wears
Bustopher wears white
Bustopher Jones white spats!