Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Marion Fruvous

In days of yore this locale
Was thought by its people more fair than
Their lives the of simple propriety
But for a case 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;
us the story of Marion Frvous".
The folks of Toronto, had it all
Paper thick as New and sushi on call
Disposable of aerosol
And no one in seemed to mind at all
for Marion Frvous.
Somewhere along the dawn she
Where yuppies they Cherokee jeeps
By PCB stashes and styrofoam
Hiding by walls where asbestos
Thus spake our
"Thrive as you may with extravagent
Toronto, enjoy your days
One day rot in your urban malaise"
Marion Frvous, then she rode off again.
Citizens cowered at Marion's
lost votes and folks had regrets
'Cause the longer we wait the worser it
And the top defencemen has gone to the Jets
"Whoa! Hey!" Fruvous.
"Thrive as you may with extravagent
Toronto, your disposable days
One day you'll rot in your malaise"
Said Marion Fruvous, she rode off again.
My colleage and I been talking this over for about a week and
we think we
come up with a plan is going to takecare of the garbage
problem. right,
with our plan, Toronto will become the world-class,
we keep
it.
We have got a plan, we have had talks
to put the garbage in a small blue box
Fill it up with glass or fill it up tin
We'll recycle everything that put in
Take it to the curb on
Rest assured nature's friend
People all around the world will have a box in the end.
What a thing to do, love the blue!
An end to all our troubles when the box through
is here! There's nothing left to fear
Etobicoke to Scarborough was set in
Shelter for the and homeless
Drugs and will soon be gone
Pacify the and purify the dawn!
How Metro folk now slept
But Marion sat by a curbside and
Said "the program's a hoax; the must be kept
In a humoungus 'til properly prepped
'Til the industries change, we become adept
At rejecting the that we've learned to accept"
The words of Frvous.
"Thrive as you may with ways
Toronto, your diposable days
One day you'll rot in urban malaise"
Said Fruvous, then she rode off again.