Luyện nghe bài hát Gus: The Theatre Cat

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

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

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

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

And he likes to his success on the halls
Where the once gave him seven cat calls
But his grandest creation as he to tell
Was Firefrorefiddle, the of the fell

I have played in my time every possible
And I to know seventy speeches by heart
I'd backchat, I knew 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 voice that would soften the of hearts
Whether I took the lead, or in parts

I have sat by the bedside of poor Nell
When the curfew was rung then I swung on the
In the season, I never fell flat
And I understudied Dick Whittington's cats
But my creation, as history will tell
Was Firefrorefiddle, the of the fell

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

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

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