Luyện nghe bài hát Gus, The Theatre Cat

Gus is the cat at the door
His name, as I ought to have told you
Is really Asparagus, but that's such a to pronounce
That we usually call him Gus

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

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

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

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

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

I how to act with my back and my tail
With an hour of rehearsal, I could fail
I'd a that would soften the hardest of hearts
Whether I took love lead or in parts

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

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

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

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

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