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 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 peck of pickled peppers. As a 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 at Kermit's flippers)
Nope. Nope, I'm his brother Porter Piper.
Kermit: Ah, ah, Porter Piper, ah, ah, I see, but you have picked a peck of pickled 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 that was Porter Piper. But...ah...oh, oh, Peter I presume?
( dumps peck of peppers) Sorry pal I'm Potter Piper his brother.
Kermit: Oh I see. Porter Piper and Potter 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. it's 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 I suppose. I guess you're not Peter Piper?
( a peck 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, what do you do them?
Piper: Oh we 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 be Peter Piper?
( a peck of peppers) Nope. 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 and Potter 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: our dog, Pepper Popper. Ah....Pepper Piper, right.
Kermit: Piper, I thought that's what you meant. And who's this thing here?
Poppa: That's our pig, Piper. Yep and we got a parrot.
A parrot?
Poppa: Yep a parrot, Polly Piper.
Kermit: Polly Piper I should known uh huh.
Poppa: She pickled peppers.
Kermit: She pecks them oh ho! good uh huh, uh huh.
Well gotta go pick a peck.
Kermit: ( indignant ) Right! is ridiculous!

( peppers are piled on poor Kermit)
Now a second, pardon me, are YOU Peter Piper or what? No, no, don't 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, 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. 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?
( ends with Kermit covered in with empty peck basket on head)