Took the long way to Princeton.
Got to put my doggie down.
Wanders around in circles now.
Just goes round and round.
Taking Bridgefarmer Road.
Really taking our time.
Eighteen years of living.
Left him deaf, dumb, and blind.
Had an excellent morning.
Hit the grass, got a bite.
Worn out from the party.
We threw the previous night.
Soccer balls, torn up dolls.
Brando's done it all.
Bred for Chinese royalty.
In the days of the Great Wall.
Never one for begging.
Didn't want no chewy toys.
Liked to live outside, mostly.
He was just a good ole boy.
Let's have a final cry.
He's left all his gals.
But he's in a better place.
Living it up in style.
RIP, Brando.
GC/DC/GD/CG
