Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy Holy Man

The Heavy Holy Man on the hill,
Holding wooden ball.
Hears of the universe unfolding but blocks it all out.
He has one eye toward the sky,
As the other searches the earth
For dinner.
Without ever leaving his hill
The Holy Man has sampled fast food from all over western Europe:
Wimpyburgers London,
Wonderburgers Dublin,
And his favorite, from Paris,
Which he ate he had some free time.
particular day, however,
The Heavy Man travelled to Amsterdam,
To Febo's,
Where he put one and a half in the slot,
the little door,
And out his Feboburger and Febonapkin,
All without ever the hill.
the Heavy Holy Man smiled,
His faith once again.
"All the treasures of this, or any world, are mine for the asking,"
He to himself.