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 Peppers. No that's Piper's Pickled Peppers. What's that Charlie? Wipe off the microphone?

( he rubs on trench 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 Peter Piper now. Excuse me, pardon me sir, but are you indeed Peter Piper?

( dumping bushel, on known as a peck, of peppers at Kermit's flippers)
Porter: Nope. Nope, I'm his brother Piper.
Kermit: Ah, ah, Piper, ah, ah, I see, but you have also picked a peck of pickled peppers?
Porter: Well all we Piper's pick peppers. We're pepper pickers.
I see. Uh huh.
Porter: Pete 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?
( dumps peck of peppers) Sorry pal I'm Potter Piper his 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 peppers after picking. Yeah our pickled pepper pile. Excuse me I gotta go pick a peck.
A pickled 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.
Piper Piper?
Piper: Is there an here?
Kermit: Ah but ah listen after you these pickled peppers, what do you do with them?
Piper: Oh we them.
Kermit: I see. So sometimes you're picking pickled peppers and sometimes you're packing peppers. What do you 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. Nope I'm his father Piper.
Kermit: Poppa Piper? Well you have quite a family here.
Poppa: Oh yep, yep, yep. There's Peter Piper and Piper and Potter Piper and Piper Piper.
Kermit: And who's this here?
( dog has entered with pepper in his which he deposits at Kermit's flippers)
That's our dog, Pepper 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 Piper I should known uh huh.
Poppa: She pickled peppers.
Kermit: She pecks them oh ho! good uh huh, uh huh.
Poppa: gotta go pick a peck.
Kermit: ( indignant ) Right! is ridiculous!

( more peppers are on poor Kermit)
Now wait a second, pardon me, are YOU Peter or what? No, no, don't tell me you're his nephew?
Parker: No I'm his cousin, 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 Piper and Pepper all picking peppers, now WHERE IS PETER PIPER???!!!!!
Parker: Oh he's in Portland, pressing pants. ( dumps on Kermit )
Kermit: Oh phooey. 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 letter Q?
( ends with Kermit covered in peppers empty peck basket on head)