Luyện nghe bài hát Grace

Ian why you say grace
"dear god thanks, and if you me vegetables would be extinct"
Now I'm looking down the barrel of a string-bean side like an exodus of biblical redefined
Rectangle 4, squeeze 5, each one
May not be from the table til the green gone
Stomach up an episodic rerun
Where's a dissipating plume of smoke when you one?
Chris and hate em too but advocate a braver chew invented for the code red, cola chaser, nose held, gulp!
Moments later 2 have been
Leaving me the legroom and the legume
Going "freeze, you with the arms
Send your fabricated nausea my regards
And know kitchen as a prison til the pea pods die
I sit here all night"
So I

Who was at the doorjust
Kids on bikes asking you to bunny-hop the curbsides Really?
Yup I told em "oh he busy, he at his green beans being a total pussy

Who was at the now?
Kids on skateboards asking you to navigate the Really?
Yup, I told em "oh he can't, he in the kitchen and terrified ofa plant"

Twice if you are being held hostage
I and spell ofa sleeper cell in the hospice
Woke, busy little helpers
That intimately between the hiccuping up of feathers
Pick a dish
A single portion
or fresh
Defies the ofthe Poultry or fish
Via communal bloodletting that spud levy
No '87 was truly flood-friendly, ever
Including at your basic cemetery for textures 60 minutes into never
Where room temp heirlooms emanate a crude mist
To a rendition of "dude, pissed"
Tell dad pissed too
Not to mention genuinely a the new gill hue
out-mule any last strafing watchmen
til the lord taketh as an option

Who was at the doorjust
Kids on dirt asking you to bunny-hop the curbsides Really?
Yup I told em "oh he busy, he staring at his beans being a total pussy

Who was at the doorjust
Kids on skateboards you to navigate the claymores Really?
Yup, I em "oh he can't, he in the kitchen pouting and terrified ofa plant"

Less like toes in a pool
like, left, right, poached from notable giant Kaiju
Fat neck, fine tooth, and lean, yelling
"this ends now eat the god beans!" ah!
Hangdog mouth slang wrong and that there's flatware exhumed by a crane arm
Time for some
Stab one for a swipe and extraction
in malpractice
Carried to the yap and obliged access
If only in compliance with a fascist, peep
Literally bite down
And my tongue get a flooding from my uninvited
Pointer plug a hole in the damn
Ma notice, "ok gross, dinner's over, go spit", pop "bullshit"
Both of my brothers break in, like "he's on his Hogan no mistaken", by the way

Who was at the now?
Kids on dirt bikes you to bunny-hop the curbsides Really?
Yup I told em "oh he busy, he staring at his beans being a total pussy

Who was at the now?
Kids on skateboards asking you to the claymores Really?
Yup, I em "oh he can't, he in the kitchen pouting and terrified ofa plant"