Luyện nghe bài hát Cousin Chris

Back the bus he "Space suits! Blackened boots!
Lad, little Lad," he sad, "I've a tip for
See, what about me: what about What about me?"
For five dollars I him to his Mom's
And on the threshold he said and calm,
"See what about me: about her? What about me?"
kiss cousin Chris could knight, turn off the light,
With what we wave. What wish? It came true.
See, what about me. What about What about me.
ta tippy top Tommy tongue-tied talked,
Tricked tra trance which church chit-chat.
Nana nots no know, so down the we go.
Frank friendly fed fee-free
Dank doughnuts den da dribble drank.
Driven droopy drunken; in Clinton we've sunk in.
So Tomy, look here you did:
Barnacle Bill's bonus bid.
My mommy a made up my mind
Many me for Mandy Miller resigned.
Right rank rise rust; and how she ever fussed!
that out-lout doubt-route scout;
Seems he liked someone better her.
Oh! Trish and Frank
You can me to the bank.
So I can a little extra today,
prince prize proof prize-proof, pry pray.
When the word of your ward was the sword by side
And you dug up the deed in the dump he died,
You seemed beside yourself; wandering all your wealth.
'While the warp and the of your words were worked
By perpetually spirits and beers,
the coffin the cradle the curse
Were woven worse.
Since the 'sary 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 attacked me in it;
And the purse is for me because I have money nor friends.