Luyện nghe bài hát Hair Poem

I'm aware stare at my hair.
In fact, to be fair,
really despair of my hair.
But I care,
they're not aware,
Nor are devonaire.
In fact, they're square.

see hair down to there,
Say, "Beware" and go off on a tear!
I say, "No fair!"
A head that's bare is nowhere.
So be a bear, be fair with your hair!
it you care.
it to there.
Or to there.
Or to there, if you dare!

My wife bought some at a fair, to use as a spare.
Did I
Au contraire!
hair is fair!
In fact, can be rare.
Fred got no hair,
Nor a chair,
Nor nor a eclair,
And where is the hair on a
Nowhere, mon frere!

So now that I've shared this of the hair,
I'm going to to my lair and use Nair, do you care?

(Beard Poem)

my beard.
Ain't it
be sceered,
a beard.