Luyện nghe bài hát The Walloping Window Blind

A ship for an ocean trip
Was the Window Blind.
No gale that dismayed her crew
Or troubled the mind.

The man at the wheel was to feel
Contempt for the blow.
And it often appeared when the had cleared
That been in his bunk below.

The mate was very sedate,
Yet of amusement too;
And he hopscotch with the starboard watch
While the captain the crew.

And the we had was apparently mad
For he stood on the tail,
And fired salutes in the boots
In the of a booming gale.

The sat in a commodore's hat
And in a royal way
On pigs and pickles and figs
And gummery bread day.

But the rest of us ate from an plate
For the food that was the crew
Was a of tons of hot cross buns
up with sugar and glue.

We all ill as mariners will
On a diet that's and rude,
And the poop deck when we dipped the cook
In a tub of his food.

Then pride we laid aside,
And we cast the ashore
On the Gulliby Isles, where the smiles
And the roar.

of sand was that favored land
And trimmed in cinnamon
And and blue was the pleasing hue
Of the claws.

We climbed to the edge of a sandy
And soared with the bee,
And we only stopped at four
For a pot of tea.

dawn to dark, on rubagub bark
We fed, we all had grown
Uncommonly thin. a boat blew in
On a wind from the zone.

She was stubby and square, but we much care,
And we put to sea.
We plotted a for the Land of Blue Horse,
Due west 'cross the Sea.