Well. we're less than two weeks out, so I started thinking about the poor person who has to inspect my filled from stem to stern motor home. The following poem is addressed to the inspectors:
Please, inspectors, have mercy on me,
I'm just trying to be self-sufficient. you see.
I may have packed the camper from bathroom to bed,
But I was only trying to bring my own "head".
The dragon head and neck, you see,
Are the only things hiding in my R.V.
There's no humans in here, no feathers or plants.
I barely had room for blouses and pants.
So save yourself effort, use a heat-sensing device,
There's nothing bad in here, just food, stuff, and ice.