Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy Holy Man

The Heavy Man sits on the hill,
Holding hard ball.
mysteries of the universe 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 from all western Europe:
Wimpyburgers London,
from Dublin,
And his favorite, from Paris,
Which he ate whenever he had some time.
particular day, however,
The Heavy Man travelled to Amsterdam,
To Febo's,
Where he put one and a half in the slot,
Opened the door,
And out his Feboburger and Febonapkin,
All without ever the hill.
Then the Heavy Man smiled,
His reaffirmed once again.
"All the treasures of this, or any world, are mine for the asking,"
He to himself.