Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Frog

The clock 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

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

Balancing with their heads
Trying to recall what said

Past the gate you soon be in
A garden
Dont be late there, the shining
Sparkle in your

All waiting there for pleasure
keeping you from this treasure?

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

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

He took his vorpal sword in
time 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 wood
And as it came

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

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

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

The clock gets to be such a
livin for
Though I cant being sane
a dreary chore

Id like to go fly mountains
See mama frog at her