Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Frog

The gets to be such a bore
livin for
Though I cant explain sane
Just a dreary

Id to go fly past mountains
See mama frog at her

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

Balancing with their heads
Trying to recall what theyve

Past the you will soon be in
A garden
Dont be late there, the jewels
Sparkle in eyes

All there for your pleasure
keeping you from this treasure?

Twas brillig and the slithy did gyre
And gimble in the
All were the borogoves
And the mome outgrabe

the jabberwock, my son
The jaws bite, claws that catch
Beware the jubjub
And shun the frumlous snatch

He his vorpal sword in hand
Long time the manxome foe he
So he by the tum tum tree
And stood awhile in

And as in thought he stood
The jabberwock, with of flame
Whiffling through the wood
And burbled as it

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

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

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

The clock gets to be a bore
Whatcha for
Though I cant being sane
Just a chore

Id like to go fly mountains
See mama frog at her