Luyện nghe bài hát William Shakespeare's In My Cat

I never much believed in
Thought it was only imagination
But now I'm forced into some
'Cause something's to my cat
deserves some explanation
William in my cat
My is the bard
He to be a playwright
Now digging up the yard
He's still a cat in most
He likes to and purr
But now I him as the cat
That wrote the third
I took him to see
He said it was quite
But he can't go see Miss
Until he kills some
(Until he kills mice)
Shakespeare's in my cat
It sometimes so deep
The guy who wrote Twelfth
on my socks while I'm asleep
I'm really impressed
I own the cat who MacBeth
But if something's rotten in state
It's just his breath
'Cause he wrote Romeo and
But his story yet
Is coming as someone's pet
And neutered by the vet
He got his paws in a net
he said to be or not to meeeow!
William in my cat
He ever talks
He makes his loudest
in the litter box
He sleeps on all my
And my books about the house
It doesn't sound prose
When he bats a squeaky
Sam Beckett's are witty,
thing for Bernard Shaw,
Oscar is pretty,
But none of have paws
(None of them paws)
Shakespeare's in my cat
He chases of fluff
John Milton's in my
But I liked his stuff
I'm thinking that Kafka
Really came as a bug
And I hope Andrew Webber
Will stay my rug
he wrote Romeo and Juliet
But his story yet
Is coming as someone's pet
And neutered by the vet
He got his caught in a net
he said to be or not to meeeow!
it, Trevor!
He wrote Romeo and
But his greatest yet
Is back as someone's pet
And neutered by the vet
He got his paws in a net
he said to be or not to meeeow!