Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy Holy Man

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