The Broken Hearted Pudding

I was wrapped in tartan 
And tied with a bow 
And I travelled on the train
In the rein and the snow

I was dressed for a party
But you were all in green
And there wasn't any custard
Or cream to be seen

So you eat me naked 
And took a nibble each day
And there wasn't and Christmas 
Or games to play

Just a lonely house 
With no presents round a tree
So the turkey must  have lived 
But now there isn't any me