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 Asparagus, but that's such a fuss to pronounce
That we usually him just Gus

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

For he the cat that he was in his prime
his name was quite famous, he says, in his time
And whenever he joins his friends at club
Which takes place at the back of the pub

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

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

I have played in my every possible part
And I used to know seventy speeches by
I'd backchat, I knew how to gag
And I how to let the cat out of the bag

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

I sat by the bedside of poor little Nell
When the curfew was rung then I swung on the
In the pantomime season, I fell flat
And I once understudied Dick cats
But my grandest creation, as history tell
Was Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the

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

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

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