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 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 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 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 as a peck, of peppers at Kermit's flippers)
Porter: Nope. Nope, I'm his Porter Piper.
Kermit: Ah, ah, Porter Piper, ah, ah, I see, but you have also picked a peck of peppers?
Porter: Well all we pick pickled peppers. We're pepper pickers.
I see. Uh huh.
Porter: Pete 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 peck of peppers) pal I'm Potter Piper his other brother.
Kermit: Oh I see. Porter Piper and 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 pepper pile. Excuse me I gotta go a peck.
Kermit: A pickled pepper pile? I see. Oh ah ah...pardon me sir or madam I suppose. I you're not Peter Piper?
( a peck of peppers ) Oh positively, I'm his sister, Piper Piper.
Kermit: Piper?
Piper: Is there an echo
Kermit: Ah but ah listen after you pick these pickled peppers, do you do with them?
Oh we pack them.
Kermit: I see. So sometimes you're picking pickled peppers and sometimes you're packing peppers. 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. I'm his father Poppa Piper.
Kermit: Poppa Well you certainly have quite a family here.
Poppa: Oh yep, yep, yep. There's Peter Piper and Porter Piper and Potter Piper and Piper.
Kermit: And this right here?
( dog has entered with pepper in his 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
Poppa: Yep a parrot, Polly Piper.
Kermit: Polly I should have known uh huh.
Poppa: She pecks 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 Peter Piper or what? No, no, don't 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, 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 from the pickled pepper pile at Piper's Pepper Patch, this is Kermit the Frog returning you to the program in progress. Anybody got a letter Q?
( with Kermit covered in peppers with empty peck basket on head)