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 Peppers. What's that Charlie? Wipe off the microphone?

( he rubs mike on trench coat and looks camera)
Oh, oh, hi ho there! 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 Piper?

( dumping bushel, here on known as a peck, of peppers at flippers)
Nope. Nope, I'm his brother Porter Piper.
Kermit: Ah, ah, Porter Piper, ah, ah, I see, but you also picked a peck of pickled peppers?
Porter: all we Piper's pick pickled peppers. We're pepper pickers.
I see. Uh huh.
Porter: gets the publicity.
Oh.
Porter: Excuse me I gotta go a peck.
Oh okay, alright.
Pardon.
Kermit: Yeah, okay, so ah, so that was Porter Piper. But...ah...oh, oh, Peter Piper I
( peck 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 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 pile? I see. Oh ah ah...pardon me sir or madam I suppose. I guess you're not Peter Piper?
( dumps a peck of peppers ) Oh positively, I'm his sister, Piper.
Piper Piper?
Piper: Is there an here?
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 pickled peppers and sometimes you're 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 Peter
( dumps a peck of peppers) Nope. Nope I'm his Poppa Piper.
Kermit: Piper? Well you certainly have quite a family here.
Oh yep, yep, yep. There's Peter Piper and Porter Piper and Potter Piper and Piper Piper.
Kermit: And who's this right
( dog has entered pepper in his mouth which he deposits at Kermit's flippers)
That's our dog, Pepper Popper. Ah....Pepper Piper, right.
Kermit: Pepper Piper, I that's what you meant. And who's this thing here?
Poppa: our pig, Porker Piper. Yep and we got a parrot.
Kermit: A
Yep a parrot, called Polly Piper.
Kermit: Polly Piper I should known uh huh.
Poppa: She pickled peppers.
Kermit: She pecks oh ho! Very good uh huh, uh huh.
Poppa: Well go pick a peck.
( indignant ) Right! This is ridiculous!

( more peppers are on poor Kermit)
Now wait a second, pardon me, are YOU Peter Piper or what? No, no, tell me you're his nephew?
No I'm his cousin, Parker Piper.
Kermit: Now wait a minute! I came here to meet Peter Piper! I've met Porter Piper, Potter Piper, Piper Piper, Piper, Pepper Piper, Porker Piper and Parker Pepper all picking peppers, now WHERE IS PETER PIPER???!!!!!
Parker: Oh he's in Portland, pressing pants. ( peck on Kermit )
Kermit: Oh phooey. Well 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 empty basket on head)