Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Hanalei,
Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff
and brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff.
Oh, Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Hanalei,
Together they would travel on a boat with billowed sail,
Jackie kept a lookout perch on PUFF's gigantic tail,
Noble kings and princes would bow whenever they came,
Pirate ships would lower their flags when Puff roared out his name.
A dragon lives forever but not so little boys
Painted wings and giant strings make way for other toys.
One great night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.
His head was bent in sorrow - green scales fell like rain,
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane.
Without his lifelong friend Puff could not be brave
So Puff that mighty dragon, sadly slipped into his cave.
Oh, Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Hanalei...
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