Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Marion Fruvous

In days of yore this quaint
Was thought by its people more fair foul
lives the stuff of simple propriety
But for a mild of garbage anxiety
With stories and the long hours were filled in
And one was the stand-alone of the children:
"Tell us the fable of waste that move us;
Tell us the of Marion Frvous".
The of Toronto, they had it all
Paper as New York's and sushi on call
Disposable cans of
And no one in town seemed to at all
for Marion Frvous.
Somewhere along the dawn she
Where yuppies drive Cherokee jeeps
By PCB stashes and heaps
Hiding by walls where asbestos
spake our Frvous:
"Thrive as you may with ways
Toronto, enjoy disposable days
One day rot in your urban malaise"
Said Frvous, then she rode off again.
Citizens cowered at threats
Politicians lost votes and folks had
'Cause the longer we the worser it gets
And the Leafs' top defencemen has gone to the
"Whoa! Hey!" Fruvous.
"Thrive as you may with ways
Toronto, enjoy your disposable
One day rot in your urban malaise"
Marion Fruvous, then she rode off again.
My colleage and I have talking this over for about a week and
we think we
come up with a that is going to takecare of the garbage
problem. right,
with our plan, Toronto become the world-class, cosmopolitain
city we
it.
We have got a plan, we have had some
Have to put the garbage in a small box
Fill it up with or fill it up with tin
We'll recycle that they put in
Take it to the curb on
Rest assured you're nature's
People all around the will have a blue box in the end.
a thing to do, love the colour blue!
An end to all our troubles when the box comes
Recycling is here! nothing left to fear
Etobicoke to was set in gear
Shelter for the poor and
and crime will soon be gone
Pacify the and purify the dawn!
How peacefully Metro folk now
But Marion sat by a curbside and
Said "the a hoax; the stuff must be kept
In a humoungus pile 'til properly
'Til the industries change, 'til we become
At rejecting the junk that we've to accept"
The of Marion Frvous.
"Thrive as you may with ways
Toronto, enjoy diposable days
One day you'll rot in urban malaise"
Said Marion Fruvous, she rode off again.