Fall in Green - One Hat Lyrics

Hello
I'm Mrs. Rutherford
I'm sighing
You see
I'm dreaming of the Christmas of '38
A crisp sea of roasties
As a moat for the bird
Sprigs of holly as ears
Red ribbon as a belt
Golden, elegant
Bacon over breast
The star of the table
With its cutlet frilly hats on each side
Like two mini chefs
Cutting to '45
The Ministry of Food put their foot down
Just the one
They told us
On our Five-Valve-Wireless
Half, they said, Half
At Mr. Joneses' butchers
He asked if we wanted a left or right side of the bird?
Logical or creative?
I wasn't sure
We couldn't have both
So, one hat it was
Still, it was a good meal
Barry said he loved the stuffing
Even though we were low on onions
He dropped a bit of gravy on his corduroys
Then he stared into space for ten minutes
Amazing what you can do with that Oxo, though
We even had a few bird scraps left over for
Everything-In Stew