рассказ про почтальона на английском

The postmanI'd like to be a postman, and walk along the street,Calling out, "Good Morning, Sir," to gentlemen I meet,Ringing every door-bell all along my beat,In my cap and uniform so very nice and neat.Perhaps I'd have a parasol in case of rain or heat;But I wouldn't be a postman if...The walking hurt my feet.