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 coat and into camera)
Oh, oh, hi ho there! This is Kermit the Frog and I'm speaking to you from the pickled pepper 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?

( dumping bushel, here on as a peck, of peppers at Kermit's flippers)
Nope. Nope, I'm his brother Porter Piper.
Kermit: Ah, ah, Porter Piper, ah, ah, I see, but you have also picked a of pickled peppers?
Porter: Well all we Piper's pick 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 Piper. But...ah...oh, oh, Peter Piper I presume?
( dumps peck of peppers) Sorry pal I'm Potter his other 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 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 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 an echo 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 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 be Peter Piper?
( a peck of peppers) Nope. Nope I'm his father Poppa Piper.
Poppa Piper? Well you certainly have quite a family here.
Poppa: Oh yep, yep, yep. Peter Piper and Porter Piper and Potter 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 what you meant. And who's this here?
Poppa: our pig, Porker Piper. Yep and we got a parrot.
A parrot?
Poppa: Yep a parrot, Polly Piper.
Kermit: Polly I should have known uh huh.
Poppa: She pecks peppers.
Kermit: She pecks oh ho! Very good uh huh, uh huh.
Poppa: Well gotta go a peck.
Kermit: ( indignant ) Right! is ridiculous!

( peppers are piled on poor Kermit)
Now wait a second, pardon me, are YOU Peter Piper or what? No, no, 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, Poppa Piper, Pepper Piper, Porker 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 you to the program in progress. Anybody got a letter Q?
( with Kermit covered in peppers with empty peck basket on head)