Luyện nghe bài hát Cousin Chris

Back the bus he cussed "Space suits! boots!
Lad, Lad," he sad, "I've a tip for you:
See, what about me: what about her? about me?"
For five dollars I him to his Mom's
And on the threshold he straight and calm,
"See what about me: what about her? about me?"
Can't cousin Chris could knight, turn off the light,
With what why's we wave. What wish? It true.
See, what me. What about her? What about me.
ta tippy top Tommy tongue-tied talked,
Tricked Trish tra which church chit-chat.
Nana no know, so down the firehouse we go.
Frank friendly fed fee-free
Dank dusty doughnuts den da drank.
Driven droopy drunken; in Clinton lake sunk in.
So Tomy, look what you did:
Barnacle Bill's bound bid.
My mommy must a up my mind
Many months me for Mandy resigned.
Right raise rank rust; and how she ever fussed!
About out-lout doubt-route scout;
Seems he liked someone than her.
Oh! Tommy and Frank
You can me to the bank.
So I can bring a extra today,
Prop prince prize prize-proof, pry pray.
When the word of your was the sword by your side
And you dug up the deed in the where he died,
You seemed beside yourself; wandering all your wealth.
'While the warp and the woof of your words worked
By perpetually pushing and beers,
Cause the the cradle the curse
woven even worse.
Since the sends signs out the fire to whom it may concern:
the coffin is for me cause I have nothing to do with it;
And the cradle is for me cause the old dragon me in it;
And the is for me because I don't have money nor friends.