Luyện nghe bài hát Death of an Unpopular Poet

I knew a poet
Lived before his
He and his dog,
Listen he'd rhyme

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

But he behind a closet
Filled with verse and
Through strange transaction
One was in the Times

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

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

'Cause his books are all best
And his poems were to song
Had his on a talk show
Though they never got

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

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

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