Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Frog

The gets to be such a bore
livin for
Though I explain being sane
a dreary chore

Id like to go fly mountains
See frog at her fountain

Shell be there in her golden
Sequined
Golden chair, trained human clowns
Who will perform

Balancing with their heads
Trying to recall theyve said

Past the gate you soon be in
A paradise
be late there, the shining jewels
Sparkle in your

All there for your pleasure
Whats you from this treasure?

Twas brillig and the slithy toves did
And in the wabe
All were the borogoves
And the mome raths

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

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

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

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

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

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

The clock gets to be a bore
Whatcha for
Though I explain being sane
a dreary chore

Id like to go fly mountains
See frog at her fountain