Luyện nghe bài hát Piper's Pickled Peppers Patch

Kermit (talking to off-stage person): That's the sound of the letter P. See the sign right there? See those big P's there. Pickled Peppers. No that's Piper's Pickled Peppers. What's that Charlie? Wipe off the microphone?

( he rubs mike on trench coat and into camera)
Oh, oh, hi ho there! This is Kermit the Frog and I'm speaking to you from the pickled pepper patch of Peter who's famous for picking a peck of pickled peppers. As a matter of fact here comes Peter Piper now. Excuse me, pardon me sir, but are you indeed Peter Piper?

( dumping bushel, here on known as a peck, of at Kermit's flippers)
Porter: Nope. Nope, I'm his brother Piper.
Kermit: Ah, ah, Porter Piper, ah, ah, I see, but you also picked a peck of pickled peppers?
Porter: Well all we pick pickled peppers. We're pepper pickers.
I see. Uh huh.
Porter: Pete the publicity.
Oh.
Porter: me I gotta go pick a peck.
Oh okay, alright.
Pardon.
Kermit: Yeah, okay, so ah, so that was Porter Piper. But...ah...oh, oh, Peter Piper I
( dumps of peppers) Sorry pal I'm Potter Piper his other brother.
Kermit: Oh I see. Porter Piper and Potter Piper but no Peter Piper. Let's see um...what do you call this place we're standing on
Potter: Oh it's where we put the pickled peppers after picking. Yeah it's our pickled pepper pile. Excuse me I gotta go a peck.
Kermit: A pickled pepper pile? I see. Oh ah ah...pardon me sir or madam I suppose. I guess you're not Piper?
( dumps a peck of peppers ) Oh positively, I'm his sister, Piper.
Kermit: Piper
Piper: Is there an echo
Kermit: Ah but ah listen you pick these pickled peppers, what do you do with them?
Oh we pack them.
Kermit: I see. So sometimes you're picking peppers and sometimes you're packing peppers. What do you pack them in Piper?
Paper.
Kermit: I have guessed. Ah well, let's see....ah....oh pardon me sir you, YOU must be Peter Piper?
( dumps a peck of peppers) Nope. Nope I'm his father Piper.
Kermit: Poppa Piper? Well you certainly have quite a here.
Poppa: Oh yep, yep, yep. There's Peter Piper and Porter Piper and Potter and Piper Piper.
Kermit: And who's this here?
( dog has entered with pepper in his mouth he deposits at Kermit's flippers)
That's our dog, Pepper Popper. Ah....Pepper Piper, right.
Kermit: Pepper Piper, I thought that's what you meant. And this thing here?
Poppa: our pig, Porker Piper. Yep and we got a parrot.
A parrot?
Poppa: Yep a parrot, called Piper.
Kermit: Polly Piper I should have uh huh.
Poppa: She pecks peppers.
She pecks them oh ho! Very good uh huh, uh huh.
Poppa: gotta go pick a peck.
Kermit: ( ) Right! This is ridiculous!

( more are piled on poor Kermit)
Now wait a second, pardon me, are YOU Peter Piper or No, no, don't tell me you're his nephew?
Parker: No I'm his cousin, Piper.
Kermit: Now wait a minute! I came here to meet Peter Piper! I've met Porter Piper, Potter Piper, Piper Piper, Poppa Piper, Piper, Porker Piper and Parker Pepper all picking peppers, now WHERE IS PETER PIPER???!!!!!
Oh he's in Portland, pressing pants. ( dumps peck on Kermit )
Kermit: Oh phooey. Well from the pickled pepper pile at Piper's Pickled Pepper Patch, this is Kermit the Frog returning you to the in progress. Anybody got a letter Q?
( ends with Kermit covered in with empty peck basket on head)