Luyện nghe bài hát Piper's Pickled Peppers Patch

Kermit (talking to off-stage person): That's the sound of the 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 rubs mike on 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 Peter Piper now. Excuse me, pardon me sir, but are you indeed Peter

( dumping bushel, here on known as a peck, of peppers at flippers)
Porter: Nope. Nope, I'm his brother Piper.
Kermit: Ah, ah, Porter Piper, ah, ah, I see, but you have also picked a peck of pickled
Porter: all we Piper's pick pickled peppers. We're pepper pickers.
I see. Uh huh.
Porter: gets 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 I presume?
( peck of peppers) Sorry pal I'm Potter Piper his other brother.
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 sir?
Potter: Oh it's where we put the pickled peppers after picking. Yeah it's our pickled 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 you're not Piper?
( dumps a of peppers ) Oh positively, I'm his sister, Piper Piper.
Kermit: Piper?
Piper: Is an echo here?
Kermit: Ah but ah listen after you pick these pickled peppers, do you do with them?
Piper: Oh we 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 should have guessed. Ah well, 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 Piper and Porter Piper and Potter Piper and Piper Piper.
Kermit: And who's this here?
( dog has entered with pepper in his mouth which he deposits at flippers)
Poppa: That's our dog, Popper. Ah....Pepper Piper, right.
Kermit: Pepper Piper, I thought that's what you meant. And this thing here?
Poppa: That's our pig, Piper. Yep and we got a parrot.
A parrot?
Poppa: Yep a parrot, Polly Piper.
Polly Piper I should have known uh huh.
Poppa: She pickled peppers.
Kermit: She pecks them oh ho! good uh huh, uh huh.
Poppa: Well go pick a peck.
Kermit: ( indignant ) Right! is ridiculous!

( more peppers are on poor Kermit)
Now wait a second, pardon me, are YOU Piper or what? No, no, don't tell me you're his nephew?
No I'm his cousin, Parker Piper.
Kermit: Now 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 Parker 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, is Kermit the Frog returning you to the program in progress. Anybody got a letter Q?
( ends with Kermit covered in peppers empty peck basket on head)