Luyện nghe bài hát My Little Lovers

A tincture washes
The cabbage skies
Beneath the tree
With shoots...
raincoats
White with special
round eyes
Knock together kneecaps
My ugly

We each other
At that
Blue, one
We ate soft boiled
And
One evening, you anointed me
Blond one
Come down that I may whip you
my lap

I your brilliantine
Black, one
You would my mandolin
On the edge of my
Ugh! My dried
Red-haired, one
Still infects the
Of round breast

Oh my lovers
How I you
with painful blisters
Your tits

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

shoulder blades
Are
Oh, my
A star on your lame
Turn your

And yet it's for these mutton
I've written poems
I would like to smash hips
For loved

Pointless of failed stars
the corners
You burst in God
Saddled with ignoble
Beneath the moons
Round eyes
Knock together your

My ones!