Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Marion Fruvous

In days of this quaint locale
Was thought by its people more than foul
Their lives the 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 fave of the
"Tell us the fable of that will move us;
Tell us the of Marion Frvous".
The folks of Toronto, had it all
Paper thick as New York's and on call
cans of aerosol
And no one in town to mind at all
Except for Frvous.
Somewhere along the dawn she
Where they drive Cherokee jeeps
By PCB stashes and styrofoam
Hiding by walls where seeps
Thus our Frvous:
"Thrive as you may extravagent ways
Toronto, enjoy your days
One day rot in your urban malaise"
Said Marion Frvous, she rode off again.
Citizens at Marion's threats
lost votes and folks had regrets
'Cause the we wait the worser it gets
And the Leafs' top has gone to the Jets
"Whoa! Hey!" Fruvous.
"Thrive as you may extravagent ways
Toronto, enjoy disposable days
One day you'll rot in your malaise"
Said Marion Fruvous, she rode off again.
My colleage and I have been talking over for about a week and
we we have
up with a plan that is going to takecare of the garbage
problem. right,
with our plan, Toronto will the world-class, cosmopolitain
we keep
it.
We have got a plan, we have had talks
Have to put the garbage in a small box
Fill it up with glass or fill it up tin
recycle everything that they put in
Take it to the on Wednesday
Rest you're nature's friend
People all around the world have a blue box in the end.
What a thing to do, love the blue!
An end to all our troubles when the box comes
Recycling is here! There's nothing left to
Etobicoke to Scarborough was set in
Shelter for the poor and
Drugs and crime will soon be
Pacify the and purify the dawn!
How peacefully Metro now slept
But sat by a curbside and wept
Said "the program's a hoax; the must be kept
In a humoungus pile 'til properly
'Til the change, 'til we become adept
At rejecting the junk that we've to accept"
The of Marion Frvous.
"Thrive as you may with ways
Toronto, enjoy your diposable
One day you'll rot in urban malaise"
Marion Fruvous, then she rode off again.