Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Frog

The clock to be such a bore
livin for
Though I cant being sane
Just a dreary

Id like to go fly past
See mama frog at her

be there in her golden frog
Sequined
Golden chair, three trained human
Who soon perform

Balancing books their heads
Trying to recall what said

Past the gate you will be in
A garden
Dont be late there, the jewels
in your eyes

All waiting there for pleasure
Whats keeping you from treasure?

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

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

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

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

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

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

brillig and the slithy toves did gyre
And gimble in the
All mimsy were the
And the mome outgrabe

The clock to be such a bore
Whatcha for
Though I cant explain being
Just a dreary

Id like to go fly mountains
See mama frog at her