there are two men at our window
they are rendering the wall
one of them has lost his hat
it just blew off in a squall
it's landed in a distant garden
to all intents it is forlorn
the cat eyes it suspiciously
sitting cross-legged on a lawn.
curly kale is green with envy
tomatoe's blushing red instead
in shame of a hat that is so naked
devoid of a human head.
favourite hat come back to me
my pate is suffering from cold
i'm so dizzy without you
i'm so dizzy...vertigo!