Luyện nghe bài hát Pierre

There once was a boy Pierre,
Who only say,
I care.
Hear his story, my friend, for you'll find at the end, a suitable moral lies there
One day, his mother said, as climbed out of bed,
"Good morning, darling boy, you are my joy."
said,
I care.
What would you to eat?
I care.
Some lovely of wheat?
I care.
Don't sit on your chair.
I care.
Or pour on your hair.
I care .
You are like a clown.
I care.
And we to go to town.
I care.
Don't you want to my dear?
I care.
you rather stay right here?
I care.
So his left him there.
His father said, "Get off your
Or I will you up to bed!"
said,
I care.
I think that you could see,
I care.
Your is where your feet should be.
I care.
If you keep upside down,
I care.
We'll never, get to town,
I care.
If only you say I care,
I care.
I'd let you fold the chair,
I care.
So his left him there.
They didn't him anywhere.
Now as the began to fall,
A hungry paid a call.
He Pierre right in the eye,
And asked him: would you like to
And said,
I care.
I can eat you you see,
I care.
Then you be inside of me,
I care.
Then you'd have to bother,
I care.
With the and your father,
I care.
Is all you have to say?
I care.
I'll eat you if I may.
So the ate Pierre.
Arriving at 6 o'clock,
His parents had a shock.
They found the sick in bed.
They cried, "Pierre is dead!"
pulled the lion by the hair,
They hit him the folding chair.
His mother cried, where is
And the answered,
I care!
His said,
"Pierre's in there?"
They the lion into the town.
The shook him up and down.
And when the lion a roar,
fell out upon the floor.
He rubbed his and scratched his head
And because he wasn't dead.
His mother cried and him tight.
His asked, "Are you alright?"
said, "I am feeling fine;
Please me home it's half past nine!"
The said, "If you would care,
To climb on me I'll you there!"
Then looked at Pierre,
Who shouted, "Yes, indeed, I care!"
The lion took home to rest,
Then stayed on as a guest.
The moral of is care!