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 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 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 Piper who's famous for picking a of pickled peppers. As a matter of fact here comes Peter Piper now. Excuse me, pardon me sir, but are you indeed Peter Piper?

( bushel, here on known as a peck, of peppers at Kermit's 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: Well all we Piper's pick 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 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 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 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 peck of peppers ) Oh positively, I'm his sister, Piper.
Kermit: Piper
Piper: Is an echo here?
Kermit: Ah but ah listen after you pick these pickled peppers, what do you do with
Oh we pack them.
Kermit: I see. So sometimes you're picking pickled peppers and sometimes 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. I'm his father Poppa Piper.
Kermit: Poppa Piper? Well you certainly have a family here.
Poppa: Oh yep, yep, yep. There's Peter Piper and Porter Piper and Potter Piper and Piper.
Kermit: And who's this right
( dog has entered with in his mouth which he deposits at Kermit's flippers)
Poppa: our dog, Pepper 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, called Piper.
Kermit: Polly Piper I have known uh huh.
Poppa: She pecks peppers.
Kermit: She pecks them oh ho! Very uh huh, uh huh.
Poppa: Well gotta go a peck.
( indignant ) Right! This is ridiculous!

( more are piled 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, Poppa Piper, Pepper Piper, Porker and Parker Pepper all picking peppers, now WHERE IS PETER PIPER???!!!!!
Parker: Oh 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 you to the program in progress. Anybody got a letter Q?
( ends with Kermit covered in peppers with empty peck on head)