Another tree is shining
  Another postman's whining
  Why, my postman, why you cry?
  Because my goldfish someone will fry
  But why? Why? Why?
  Because it's tasteless for lunch to have just rhye
  Oh how sad are both of those
  I'll go and steal for you a rose
  In the near park they live
  I'll cut it and it will die
  Sacrifice for the postman
  From me to you