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 Piper's Pickled Peppers. What's that Wipe off the microphone?

( he rubs mike on trench coat and into camera)
Oh, oh, hi ho there! This is Kermit the 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 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 Porter Piper.
Kermit: Ah, ah, Porter Piper, ah, ah, I see, but you have also picked a peck of pickled
Porter: Well all we pick pickled peppers. We're pepper pickers.
I see. Uh huh.
Porter: gets the publicity.
Oh.
Porter: me I gotta 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?
( peck of peppers) Sorry pal I'm Potter 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 where we put the pickled peppers after picking. Yeah it's our 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 not Peter Piper?
( dumps a peck of peppers ) Oh positively, I'm his sister, Piper.
Kermit: Piper
Piper: Is there an echo
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 you're 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 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 Potter Piper and Piper.
Kermit: And who's this right
( dog has entered with pepper in his mouth which he deposits at flippers)
Poppa: That's our dog, Popper. Ah....Pepper Piper, right.
Pepper 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, called Piper.
Kermit: Polly Piper I should known uh huh.
Poppa: She pecks 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 wait a second, pardon me, are YOU Piper or what? No, no, don't tell me you're his nephew?
Parker: No I'm his cousin, Piper.
Kermit: Now 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 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 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 with peck basket on head)