Falcons berate an autumnal nest of bees,
Watches spring from parsnip covered loaves.
Cocooned fishes approach the dwarves by the river,
And Cliff Richard wrestles scarves in an open field.

A jester sings his sweet lament:

Milk. Milk,
Lemonade.
'round the corner,
Chocolate's made.

Lute goblet behind an old oven,
Beginning the practicing cardboard wooden trials.
Oak Hilda betrays the scampering moths,
And Keith Chegwin bowls candles like trees before noon.

And with that,
The curry was ordered.