Luyện nghe bài hát Old Fart At Play

Pappy with the Khaki
goat potbellied barnyard
That he noticed, the old fart was smart
The old cloth Madonna

to the fiddle 'n saw
He ran down the knoll
'N' slipped on his wooden
The mouth worked 'n'
All the back to the bungalow

Momma was 'n' lard
With her red enamel pin
When the fishhead broke the
Rubber eye erect 'n' detailed
Airholes from which breath come
Is now closely fit with the of the old fart inside

An assortment of observations took
Momma licked her like a cat
Pecked the ground like a
like a duck

Her stockings down caught 'n' doughballs
She cracked her mouth glaze, caught one
Rubbed her hands on her gingham
Her hands sticky metal intricate latchwork
to the room, uh, smell cold mixed with bologna

Rubber bands crumpled wax bonnets
Fat goose 'n' special jellies
Ignited by the of the room
The old fart smelled through his important breather holes

he dialed from within from the outside we observed
That the nose of the wooden
Where the had just been a moment ago

Was now smooth blended camouflaged in
With the very rainbow trout replica
The old fart was now breathin' freely
his perfume bottle atomizer air bulb invention

His excited eyes within the dark interior glazed
Watered in appreciation of his cleveration
Uh man, so heavy