Luyện nghe bài hát Plea From A Cat Named Virtute

Why don't you ever play?
I'm tired of piece of string.
You sleep as as I do now,
and you don't eat of anything.
I don't know who talking to,
I a search through every room,
but all I was dust that moved
in of the afternoon

And listen, about those bitter songs you
they're not anything,
they make you strong.

So we should up the house,
the Tabby two doors down.
You could ask sister if,
she bring her basset hound.
Ask the you shouldn't miss:
tape hiss and the man,
cold war and catalogues
to come join us if can.

drinks and parlor games,
we'll around the easy lie
of no regrets,
and later maybe you try.
To let losses dangle off,
the sharp of a century.
We'll about the weather,
or how the use to be.

And cater, with all the birds that I can kill,
let their feathers fill disappointment.
Lie down, and lick the sorrow your skin
Scratch the and begin to believe you're strong.

All you ever want to do is and watch TV,
frankly that thing doesn't interest me.
I swear I'm going to bite you and taste your tinny blood
if you don't stop the self-defeating lies you've been
the day you brought me home.
I know strong.