Luyện nghe bài hát The Walloping Window Blind

A capital ship for an trip
Was the Window Blind.
No gale that blew dismayed her
Or the captain's mind.

The man at the wheel was to feel
for the wildest blow.
And it appeared when the weather had cleared
That he'd in his bunk below.

The boatswain's was very sedate,
Yet of amusement too;
And he played hopscotch with the starboard
the captain tickled the crew.

And the we had was apparently mad
For he on the cannon's tail,
And fired salutes in the captain's
In the of a booming gale.

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

But the of us ate from an odious plate
For the food was given the crew
Was a number of of hot cross buns
up with sugar and glue.

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

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

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

We climbed to the of a sandy ledge
And soared with the bee,
And we stopped at four o'clock
For a pot of tea.

From dawn to dark, on rubagub
We fed, we all had grown
Uncommonly thin. Then a boat in
On a from the torriby zone.

She was stubby and square, but we didn't care,
And we put to sea.
We plotted a course for the Land of Horse,
Due west 'cross the Sea.