Luyện nghe bài hát My Little Lovers

A tearful washes
The cabbage green
the dribbling tree
With shoots...
Your
White with moons
round eyes
Knock together kneecaps
My ones

We loved each
At that
Blue, one
We ate soft eggs
And
One evening, you anointed me
ugly one
Come down that I may whip you
my lap

I spewed your
Black, one
You chop my mandolin
On the edge of my
Ugh! My saliva
Red-haired, one
Still infects the
Of your round

Oh my little
How I you
Plaster with blisters
Your ugly

Stamp on my old
Of
on up
Be for me
for a minute
Ohhhh.....

Your shoulder
Are
Oh, my
A on your lame back
Turn your

And yet for these mutton shoulders
I've written poems
I like to smash your hips
For having

Pointless heap of stars
the corners
You will in God
Saddled with ignoble
the special moons
With eyes
Knock together your

My ones!