Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Frog

The clock to be such a bore
Whatcha for
Though I cant explain sane
a dreary chore

Id like to go fly mountains
See mama frog at her

Shell be there in her frog
uniform
Golden chair, three trained clowns
Who will perform

Balancing with their heads
Trying to recall what theyve

Past the gate you soon be in
A paradise
Dont be late there, the jewels
Sparkle in eyes

All waiting there for pleasure
Whats keeping you from treasure?

brillig and the slithy toves did gyre
And in the wabe
All mimsy the borogoves
And the mome raths

the jabberwock, my son
The that bite, claws that catch
Beware the bird
And the frumlous bander snatch

He took his vorpal sword in
Long time the foe he sought
So he by the tum tum tree
And awhile in thought

And as in uffish he stood
The jabberwock, with eyes of
Whiffling through the tulgey
And as it came

One, two, one, two and and through
The vorpal blade went snack
He left it and with its head
galumphing back

And hast slain the jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my boy
Oh, frabjous day! Callooh!
He in his joy

Twas brillig and the slithy toves did
And gimble in the
All mimsy the borogoves
And the raths outgrabe

The clock gets to be a bore
livin for
Though I explain being sane
Just a chore

Id like to go fly mountains
See frog at her fountain