Luyện nghe bài hát Sarah Sylvia Cynthia Stout

Sarah sylvia cynthia
Would not the garbage out
scour the pots and scrap the pans
Candy the yams and spice the
And though her daddy scream and shout
She simply would not take the out
And so it up to the ceilings
Coffee grounds, potato
bananas, rottens peas
Chunks of cottage cheese
It the can it covered the floor
It cracked the and blocked the door
With rinds and chicken bones
Drippy ends of ice cones
Prunes pits, pits, orange peel
glumps of cold oatmeal
Pizza crusts and withered
beans and tangerines
Crusts of black butter toast
bits of beefy roast
The garbage on down the hall
It the roof, it broke the wall
Greasy napkins, cookie
of gooey bubble gum
Cellophane green bologna
Rubbery macaroni
Peanut butter and dry
Curdled and crusts of pie
Moldy melons, dried up
Egg shells mixed lemon custard
french fries and rancid meat
Yellow of cream-of-wheat
At last the garbage reached so
That it touched the sky
All the neighbors moved
And of her friends would come to play
And finally sylvia cynthia stout
Said "okay, take the garbage out"
But then of it was too late
The garbage reached across the
From new york to the gate
And in the garbage she did hate
sarah met an awful fate
That I cannot now relate
For the hour is much to
The children remember sarah
And take the yummy garbage out

"i'm amos and I hope that was a good nighty-night"