He lived a gypsy kind of life

Free from jewels n money

Built a garden of Eden

In his own backyard

Bore the aftermath of war

From shrapnel n gore

Dragging a ball n chain

Through the rain

Still he battled on

Like a Lord

Sailed his ship to shore

And always stood tall

He was a blessing

To the fleet that followed

For now his little mermaids

Swim the Atlantic

And when his heart gave in

He left nothing behind

Just red wine memories

Of all the good times

Stage productions

And whimsical clowns

He will always be back soon

With his theatrical toy shop

And stories of magic

Chopin Beethoven

Shubert Mozart

He lives on in the souls

Of so many

Yeah grief is a feeling

Of red dog leaving

But in the sky

You’ll see him fly

There in the clouds

With Teddy Bear eyes

For he is our Neptune

King Of The Castle