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 mike on trench coat and looks 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?

( 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 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
( dumps peck of peppers) Sorry pal I'm 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 this place standing on sir?
Potter: Oh it's we put the pickled peppers after picking. Yeah 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 madam I suppose. I guess you're not 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 pick these pickled peppers, do you do with them?
Piper: Oh we 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 Peter
( dumps a of peppers) Nope. Nope I'm his father Poppa Piper.
Kermit: Poppa Piper? Well you certainly have quite a here.
Poppa: Oh yep, yep, yep. There's Peter Piper and Porter Piper and Piper and Piper Piper.
And who's 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: Pepper Piper, I thought that's you meant. And who's this thing here?
Poppa: 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.
She pecks pickled peppers.
Kermit: She pecks them oh ho! Very uh huh, uh huh.
Poppa: gotta go pick a peck.
Kermit: ( ) Right! This is ridiculous!

( more peppers are on poor Kermit)
Now wait a second, me, are YOU Peter Piper 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, Piper and Parker Pepper all picking peppers, now WHERE IS PETER PIPER???!!!!!
Parker: Oh he's in Portland, pressing pants. ( dumps 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 in peppers with empty peck basket on head)