Luyện nghe bài hát Gus, The Theatre Cat

Gus is the cat at the theater
His name, as I ought to told you before
Is really Asparagus, but such a fuss to pronounce
That we usually him just Gus

His very shabby, he's thin as a rake
And he suffers from palsy makes his paw shake
For he was in his quite the smartest of cats
But no longer a to mice or to rats

For he isn't the cat that he was in his
Though his name was famous, he says, in his time
And he joins his friends at their club
Which place at the back of the neighboring pub

He loves to them, if someone else pays
With anecdotes drawn his palmiest days
For he once was a star of the degree
He has acted with Irving, he's with Tree

And he likes to relate his success on the
Where the gallery once him seven cat calls
But his greatest creation as he to tell
Was Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the

I played in my time every possible part
And I used to know seventy speeches by
I'd extemporize back chat, I how to gag
And I how to let the cat out of the bag

I knew how to act with my and my tail
With an hour of rehearsal, I never could
I'd a voice that would soften the hardest of
Whether I took love lead or in character

I have sat by the of poor little Nell
When the curfew was rung then I on the bell
In the pantomime season, I never flat
And I once Dick Whittington's cat
But my grandest creation, as will tell
Was Firefrorefiddle, the of the fell

Then, if someone will give him a of gin
He tell how he once played a part in East Lynne
At a Shakespeare performance he walked on pat
some actor suggested the need for a cat

And I say now these kittens, do not get trained
As we did in the days Victoria reigned
never get drilled in a regular troupe
And they think, they are smart just to jump a hoop

And he says as he scratches with his claws
Well the theater is not what is was
These modern productions are all very
But there's nothing to equal from what I tell
That moment of mystery when I made
As Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the

I crossed the stage on the telegraph wire
To rescue a child when a house was on
And I that I still can much better than most
Produce blood noises to bring on the ghost
And I once played could do it again
do it again, could do it again