Luyện nghe bài hát Death of an Unpopular Poet

I once knew a
before his time
He and his dog,
while he'd rhyme

Words to make you
Words to you cry
Then one day the
did die

But he behind a closet
Filled with and rhyme
Through some transaction
One was in the Times

And searchin'
For the of underground
Well, they found him down in
With a tombstone for a

Everybody knows a
his book that cost four ninety nine
I wonder if he he's doin'
this fine

'Cause his are all best sellers
And his poems were turned to
Had his brother on a talk
Though they got along

And now he's immortal
Yes, even taught in school
say, he used his talents
A most proficient

But he all of his royalties
To Spooner, his old
Growin' old on and bacon
In a doghouse, ten 'round

And everybody
Did he really his mind
No, he was just a poet who lived before his
He was just a poet who lived his time