Tuesday, August 19, 2025

Andy Palasciano

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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