Luyện nghe bài hát It's Summer Here

There are thirteen turtles
on a line
Their severed would snap a stick
And break your pretty quick
The blood is draining their necks
And out the grass
The flies are all around
A sticking in the ground

The river looks like chocolate
foaming at the banks
The snakes out to sun themselves
You think you've died and gone to
I one in the yard
So I it to the dog
She barked and got it by the
And flung it till it was dead
And summer here

Out behind the barber
The barber's burning
He lights it to himself
He knows you can't the smell
The smoke is rising the pile
And out into the
It stings your eyes and burns nose
And it's way all through your clothes
And it's here