Luyện nghe bài hát Swatting Flies

Now that used up all my ideas
Here in my little by the sea
I for a usable memory
But comes to me

In grade one, my could do embalming
She'd stuff the bodies of dead birds
She us if ever we found one
to bring it to her

And in the science was an iguana
It lay still in its cage
And feed him living flies

she'd read the old testament to us
But first she'd us the stories were true
And we'd hear of locusts and
And the they knew

And in the science room was an
I remember it now in my house by the
flies