Look out, one and all,
A Cyclone on its way...
It’s time to batten the hatches,
As the skies are turning grey...
Fill up all your bottles,
With that H 2 O..
Throw in some tinned baked beans...
And that first aid kit to go..
You need a torch and radio,
Hope the batteries aren’t a dud...
Grab a tarp and tape,
In case the rains come in and flood...
Dry clothes are also handy,
You’ll be held in high regard..
Be sure to stock the esky,
And clean up the around the yard...
Don’t forget the wheelie bin,
That could be a missile mate..
Hate to see it end up,
Through the neighbour’s gate...
Once you’ve done the things,
That they expect of you...
All head to the strongest place,
The laundry or the loo...
Stay calm and just listen,
To the radio for the news...
If you heed all warnings,
You’ll be safe and not confused...
And when you got the all clear,
go check on all your mates...
We will unite together,
It’s what makes our country great!
Len newey 28/1/2011