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. Piper's Pickled Peppers. No that's Piper's Pickled Peppers. What's that Wipe off the microphone?

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

( more peppers are on poor Kermit)
Now wait a second, pardon me, are YOU Peter or what? 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 Piper, Potter Piper, Piper Piper, Poppa Piper, Pepper Piper, Porker Piper and Parker Pepper all picking peppers, now WHERE IS PETER PIPER???!!!!!
Parker: Oh in Portland, pressing pants. ( dumps peck on Kermit )
Kermit: Oh phooey. from the pickled pepper pile at Piper's Pickled Pepper Patch, this is Kermit the Frog returning you to the program in progress. Anybody got a letter Q?
( ends with Kermit covered in peppers with peck basket on head)