As we close now at the end of our track
Let's not forget him who didn't come back
He loved the Gurke, 'twas mutual I know
'Cause the King o' the Ship was little PEPCO

He growled, he barked he howled and cried
At teasing sailors on ships' alongside
And it didn't bother him, he'd just shrug
When nature'd call and there be no fireplug

So as we remember our lovable dog
And make our entry in the log
"PEPCO lost at sea this day......."
Thats all, no more, he'd want it that way.

-Ron Stout

Photo and verse from 1953 Cruise Book