We're now in Category Toe
Calamity draws near.
The SunshineState is bracing for
The storm clouds to appear.
The populace is on alert,
Word spread throughout each town
Strong winds are always imminent
When Toerag comes around.

The beaches are deserted now.
Restrictions have been placed
That normally the government
Reserves for toxic waste.
Cruise ships that make a normal stop,
Are warned to pass us by.
The Goodyear blimp's been brought down
From its outpost in the sky.

Strong plywood has now boarded up
All bars and adult stores
And females under eighty
Have been warned to stay indoors.
Not even fish come near the shore..
No shark or barracuda.
They know they couldn't take it
If ole Toe shows up desnuda.

The tourists all caught flights back home,
Forsaking days of scuba
And news reports claim refugees
Are swimming back to Cuba!!!
The palm trees shake with so much fear
Their nuts are on the ground.
No living thing can feel safe
With Toerag southern-bound.

From Tallahassee to Key West
Are ghost towns, nothing more.
There's never been a tragedy
En-route like this before
But our survival mode is on
And our resolve is steady
So come on down, ol' Toerag man
The Sunshine State is ready!