Luyện nghe bài hát Sahra Cynthia Sylvia Stout Would Not Take The Garbage Out

Oh Sahra Cynthia Sylvia Stout would not the garbage out
She'd wash the dishes and scrub the pans cook the and spice the hams
And though her parents scream and shout
She would not take the garbage out
And so it piled up to the ceilings coffee potato peelings
bananas and rotten peas chunks of sour cottage cheese
It filled the can it covered the it cracked the windows and blocked the door
With bacon and chicken bones drippy ends of icecream cones
pits peach pits orange peel gloppy glumps of cold oat meal
Pizza crust and greens soggy beans and tangerines
Crust of black buttered toast gristly bits of beefy roast
The rolled on down the hall it raised the roof it broke the walls
I mean greesy napkins cookie crumbs blobs of bubble gum
Cellophane old baloney rubber blubbry macaroni
Peanut butter and dry curdled off milk and crusts of pie
Ridy melons dried up mustard eggs mixed with lemon custard
Cold french and rancid meat yellow lumps of cream of wheat
Uuh at last the garbage reached so high that it touched the sky
And none of her friends would to play and all the neighbors moved away
And finally Sahra Cynthia Sylvia Stout said okay I'll the garbage out
But then of course it was too late the reached across the state
From New York to the Golden Gate and in the garbage she did hate
Poor Sahra met an awful fate then I right now relate
the hour is much too late
But children remember Sylvia Stout and take the garbage out