Peter Piper

Verse 1 Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, Skipping down the lane, his feet so light and free, He danced around the garden with the birds and butterflies, Singing songs of sunshine, under the apple tree. Chorus Oh, Peter Piper, what a playful fellow, With pockets full of laughter, and dreams so mellow, In a world of colors, where the rainbow bends, He finds the magic that never ends. Verse 2 He met a purple parrot, with a hat of velvet green, Together they would wander through the hills and streams, With pockets full of pepper, and a smile so wide, Peter Piper’s laughter echoed far and wide. Bridge Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, How many pickled peppers did Peter Piper pick If he picked a peck of pickled peppers? Chorus Oh, Peter Piper, what a playful fellow, With pockets full of laughter, and dreams so mellow, In a world of colors, where the rainbow bends, He finds the magic that never ends. Outro Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, And the world around him sparkled bright and gay, With every step, he found a brand-new treasure, In the land of wonder, where he loves to stay.