Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Frog

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

Id like to go fly past
See mama at her fountain

Shell be in her golden frog
Sequined
Golden chair, three human clowns
Who will soon

Balancing books with heads
Trying to what theyve said

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

All waiting there for pleasure
Whats keeping you from this

brillig and the slithy toves did gyre
And gimble in the
All were the borogoves
And the raths outgrabe

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

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

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

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

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

brillig and the slithy toves did gyre
And gimble in the
All were the borogoves
And the mome raths

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

Id like to go fly mountains
See mama frog at her