Spoke of the wealthy,
Survivalist for show,
For sure,
Whining about their like to Woodstock,
Rained out riverbed,
More then a year of rain fall,
Pouring down on their parade!
Allowing them all the practice what they preach,
Survive in place,
Food and water grew scares,
When time came to flee, the acid mud patience was called for,
Only one,
A real lady,
With what I call it the Goldie Hawn,
Can Do attuttude!
Stepped up,
Called it the way she saw the experience,
‘Once in a life time!’
I liked her!
When I think roughing.it,
I think cabin ot tent,
Not RV,
Val Whitewolf 