Luyện nghe bài hát Piper's Pickled Peppers Patch

Kermit (talking to off-stage person): 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 Charlie? Wipe off the microphone?

( he mike on trench coat and looks 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 Piper who's famous for picking a peck of pickled peppers. As a matter of fact here comes 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)
Nope. Nope, I'm his brother Porter Piper.
Kermit: Ah, ah, Porter Piper, ah, ah, I see, but you have also picked a peck of peppers?
Porter: Well all we Piper's pickled peppers. We're pepper pickers.
I see. Uh huh.
Porter: gets the publicity.
Oh.
Porter: Excuse me I go pick a peck.
Oh okay, alright.
Pardon.
Kermit: Yeah, okay, so ah, so was Porter Piper. But...ah...oh, oh, Peter Piper I presume?
( 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 we're standing on sir?
Potter: Oh it's where we put the pickled peppers after picking. Yeah our pickled pepper pile. Excuse me I gotta go pick a peck.
Kermit: A pickled pepper pile? I see. Oh ah ah...pardon me sir or madam I suppose. I guess not Peter Piper?
( a peck of peppers ) Oh positively, I'm his sister, Piper Piper.
Kermit: Piper
Piper: Is there an here?
Kermit: Ah but ah after you pick these pickled peppers, what do you do with them?
Oh we pack 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 have guessed. Ah well, let's see....ah....oh pardon me sir you, YOU must be Piper?
( dumps a peck of peppers) Nope. Nope I'm his father Piper.
Kermit: Poppa Well you certainly have quite a family here.
Poppa: Oh yep, yep, yep. There's Peter Piper and Porter Piper and Piper and Piper Piper.
Kermit: And who's right here?
( dog has entered pepper in his mouth which he deposits at Kermit's flippers)
Poppa: That's our dog, Popper. Ah....Pepper Piper, right.
Kermit: Piper, I thought 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
Yep a parrot, called Polly Piper.
Kermit: Piper I should have known uh huh.
She pecks pickled peppers.
Kermit: She them oh ho! Very good uh huh, uh huh.
Poppa: Well go pick a peck.
Kermit: ( indignant ) Right! is ridiculous!

( more peppers are piled on Kermit)
Now wait a second, pardon me, are YOU Peter Piper or what? No, no, 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, Pepper Piper, Porker Piper and Pepper all picking peppers, now WHERE IS PETER PIPER???!!!!!
Parker: Oh he's in Portland, 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 program in progress. Anybody got a Q?
( with Kermit covered in peppers with empty peck basket on head)