Luyện nghe bài hát Gus: The Theatre Cat

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

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

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

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

And he likes to relate his on the halls
Where the gallery once gave him cat calls
But his grandest creation as he to tell
Was Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the

I have in my time every possible part
And I used to seventy speeches by heart
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
an hour of rehearsal, I never could fail
I'd a voice would soften the hardest of hearts
Whether I took the lead, or in character

I have sat by the bedside of poor little
the curfew was rung then I swung on the bell
In the pantomime season, I fell flat
And I understudied Dick Whittington's cats
But my grandest creation, as history tell
Was Firefrorefiddle, the of the fell

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

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

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