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Puff the Magic Dimwit
Lived by the bar
And frolicked in the smokey mist
In a land called Pretty Far.
Little Jackie Paper
Served that rascal Puff,
Burning shots of Sambuca
And other fancy stuff.
A dragon lives forever, but not so dimwit boys
Painted girls in ringlet curls move on to other toys.
One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper loaned a hand
And Puff that silly dragon, he ran into the can.
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with apologies to Peter, Paul and Mary