Hunkering Down

Ready or not here he comes Best you batten down the hatches Unless you were one of the smart ones to run Like a Coon Hound in July chasing rabbits Alright, alright, alright As you turn and face the wind Open the door to a Category 4 And let Matthew come screaming in Oh me, oh my, oh my, oh me Is that Grandma in the yard below Hanging tight with all her might to the clothes line With her cat Skeeters in tow This is getting rather exciting As I see trees by the dozen crack in half With my Boy scout skills I might need to later build A sturdy family size raft But for now we'll all hunker down Try and stay away from the windows And all the flying debris that I decided to leave In the yard scattered between plastic Flamingos I'm here wondering at this moment Which of the two could be worse Being blown away by a hurricane Or eaten by a gator face first Still you've got to love Florida With 20 foot waves crashing to shore As I step outside to grab that branch floating by I think I need to start whittling some oars I live in Jacksonville Florida and thought some humor would be nice before my power goes out and I crawl off into a corner to whimper...