Luyện nghe bài hát Pierre

There was a boy named Pierre,
Who only say,
I care.
his story, my friend, for you'll find at the end, that 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.
would you like to eat?
I care.
lovely cream of wheat?
I care.
Don't sit on your chair.
I care.
Or pour syrup on hair.
I care .
You are like a clown.
I care.
And we to go to town.
I care.
Don't you to come my dear?
I care.
Would you rather stay right
I care.
So his mother him there.
His said, "Get off your head
Or I will you up to bed!"
said,
I care.
I would that you could see,
I care.
Your head is where your should be.
I care.
If you keep standing down,
I care.
We'll never, get to town,
I care.
If only you say I care,
I care.
I'd let you the folding chair,
I care.
So his left him there.
They didn't him anywhere.
Now as the began to fall,
A hungry lion a call.
He looked right in the eye,
And him: would you like to die?
And said,
I care.
I can eat you you see,
I care.
Then you would be of me,
I care.
Then you'd have to bother,
I care.
With the mother and father,
I care.
Is all you have to say?
I care.
I'll eat you if I may.
So the ate Pierre.
home 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 with the chair.
His cried, where is Pierre?
And the answered,
I care!
His said,
"Pierre's in there?"
They the lion into the town.
The doctor him up and down.
And when the lion a roar,
Pierre out upon the floor.
He his eyes and scratched his head
And laughed he wasn't dead.
His cried and held him tight.
His asked, "Are you alright?"
said, "I am feeling fine;
Please take me home it's half nine!"
The said, "If you would care,
To on me I'll take you there!"
Then looked at Pierre,
Who shouted, "Yes, indeed, I care!"
The lion them home to rest,
Then stayed on as a guest.
The moral of is care!