If you find yourself in Quartzsite
And you want to have some fun
Wander out to Plomosa Road
When your shoppin’ chores are done.

A group of SKPs called Wash-Pan
Meet there once a year
They turn the desert to Funland
And fill your heart with cheer.

There’s singin’ and guitar pickin’
And playin’ crazy games
That make you shriek with laughter
And forget about aches and pains.

There’s a badge totin’ sheriff
So mind your P’s an Q’s
Unless you’ve bought insurance
You’ll pay more than your dues.

The greatest, wackiest, wackiest,
Screwiest Escapees you can find
Is what you’ll discover at Quartzsite
Wash-Pan, Chapter 39
A SALUTE TO WASH-PAN
By: Frederick Laird
Website developed and maintained by Websites by Barbara
Copyright © 2008-2018
All Rights Reserved