Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Frog

The clock to be such a bore
livin for
Though I explain being sane
Just a chore

Id like to go fly mountains
See mama at her fountain

be there in her golden frog
Sequined
Golden chair, three trained clowns
Who will perform

books with their heads
Trying to what theyve said

the gate you will soon be in
A garden
Dont be late there, the jewels
Sparkle in your

All there for your pleasure
keeping you from this treasure?

Twas brillig and the slithy toves did
And gimble in the
All mimsy the borogoves
And the raths outgrabe

the jabberwock, my son
The jaws bite, claws that catch
Beware the bird
And shun the bander snatch

He took his vorpal in hand
time the manxome foe he sought
So rested he by the tum tum
And stood awhile in

And as in uffish he stood
The jabberwock, with of flame
Whiffling through the tulgey
And burbled as it

One, two, one, two and and through
The blade went snicker snack
He left it dead and its head
galumphing back

And thou slain the jabberwock?
to my arms, my beamish boy
Oh, frabjous day! Callooh!
He in his joy

Twas brillig and the toves did gyre
And in the wabe
All mimsy the borogoves
And the mome raths

The gets to be such a bore
livin for
Though I cant being sane
Just a dreary

Id like to go fly past
See mama frog at her