Batten down the hatches
There’s a gale on the way,
Blowing up the alley
Making the trees sway
The weatherman has forecast
The wind from the north west
It’s going to feel quite chilly
So please put on your vest.
Go and check your mooring
Make sure the chain is good
Your boat is too expensive
To end up as fire wood.
With debris on the roads
Beware of fallen trees
And flooding being caused
By drains being blocked with leaves.
When you are driving home
Avoid the costal way
With waves and stones crashing
Over the wall at Vazon Bay.
This is the sort of weather
We get living on our Isle
So wrap up nice and warm
And ride it out with a smile.
Jenny Hamon
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