Step Back
On base, there was a
street I was walking down,
when, suddenly, I was told by
a group of men to stop.
Ahead, just a few steps from
where I was about to walk,
was a rattlesnake in the
crack of the road. It was so
well camouflaged that I could
barely see it. One Marine was
bold and walked close to it.
Another Marine said to him,
“Hey, Bayou Bob, step back.”
And they both laughed. Minutes
later, The Game Warden showed up
and, with what looked like a trash
picker, snatched the snake in
one move, put it in a box and drove
off. If I had stepped on that crack,
my mom would have been ok,
but not my back.
Refrain
There was a train
that ran in Disneyland.
It went through Prehistoric
Exhibits and through many
lands. There was a crack in
the sidewalk near Tom Sawyer
Island. She told her husband
she wanted to eat at the
restaurant there. She had never
been across the river to the
island. But right there, I
was told to remain. The
restaurant is not just a
stop of the train but
a moment in eternity. We
will eat at this restaurant
and there will be no refrain.
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