Luyện nghe bài hát Lou

Lou wanted to be and understood,
but he was so quiet.
So one day he the following poem:

a four or five band
three or four of the people don't play any instruments
performed in of an
audience consisting solely of six foot two lesbians from Alaska,
a kind of feeling friendly Sam
for a and a half a ham and cheese
strenuous selfishness
and in
concrete tissue
and crucified

finishing the poem, Lou left it on the dining room table.
Then he went into the bathroom, slit wrist
times
and died.
No one but everyone understood.
No one but everyone understood.