Poetry in motion When it's windy on Walney it can cause a commotion, and when a tree sways its 'Poor tree in motion' Up on the shore, hold on to your hats You don't go when it's windy? You are scaredy cats Make the most of our Island whilst you can pretend in the wind you are 'Desperate Dan' Find some shelter and eat your cow pies (But mind the horns don't get in your eyes) Run around the sand like you have gone crazy Be you a Maria, Mick, Larry or Daisy let the wind give you a free massage, and leave your car in the bloody garage...