"Old Rinny-Tin-Tin"

Moe jumped in the car

And his Dad closed the door

A ride to the park

Was all he lived for.

He was armed with a ball

But something didn't feel good

In the back was his bed

And the rest of his food.

He thought of his buddy

Old Rinny-Tin-Tin

And his mouth full of ball

Made a big yellow grin

He was taking a gift

To his old furry friend

Who's 'fetch' days were numbered

But he'd play till the end.

When they drove past the park

Moe looked at his Dad

He looked in the back

At his bed and the bag

He still held the ball

For old Rinny-Tin-Tin

But felt in his heart

He'd never see him again.

Right past the park

The river, the lake

Right past the burgers

Where sometimes they ate...

Right past the dream

Of a perfect, sunny day

Right to the door

Where dogs never play.

He looked at his Dad

But his Dad looked ahead

Then opened the door

Grabbed the food and the bed

Moe dropped the wet ball

On the floor of the car

A gift for his Dad

A little sad scar

He was led just inside

Someone else took his leash

His Dad briefly cried.

Signed a paper of release

Moe's first single thought

As the needle went in, was...

He never gave his ball

To old Rinny-Tin-Tin.

Moe's last foggy thought

As the needle went in, was...

He'd never give his ball to

Old Rinny-Tin-Tin

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