| Yeah…
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| Puff, the magic dragon
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| Lived by the sea
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| And frolicked in the autumn mist
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| In a land called Honah Lee
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| Little Jackie Paper
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| Loved that rascal Puff
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| And brought him strings and sealing wax
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| And other fancy stuff
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| Puff, the magic dragon
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| Lived by the sea
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| And frolicked in the autumn mist
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| In a land called Honah Lee. |
| Oh!
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| Puff, the magic dragon
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| Lived by the sea
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| And frolicked in the autumn mist
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| In a land called Honah Lee
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| Together they would travel
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| On a boat with billowed sail
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| Jackie kept a lookout perched
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| On Puff’s gigantic tail
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| Noble kings and princes
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| Would bow whenever they came
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| Pirate ships would lower their flags
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| When Puff roared out his name. |
| Oh!
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| Puff, the magic dragon
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| Lived by the sea
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| And frolicked in the autumn mist
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| In a land called Honah Lee. |
| Oh!
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| Puff, the magic dragon
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| Lived by the sea
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| And frolicked in the autumn mist
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| In a land called Honah Lee
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| A dragon lives forever
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| But not little girls and boys
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| Painted wings and giant rings
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| Make way for other toys
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| One grey night it happened
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| Jackie Paper came no more
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| And Puff that mighty dragon
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| He ceased his fearless roar
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| His head now bent in sorrow
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| Green scales fell like rain
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| And Puff no longer went to play
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| Along that cherry lane
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| Without his life-long friend
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| He could not be brave
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| So Puff that mighty dragon
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| Sadly slipped into his cave
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| Puff, the magic dragon
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| Lived by the sea
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| And frolicked in the autumn mist
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| In a land called Honah Lee. |
| Oh!
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| Puff, the magic dragon
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| Lived by the sea
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| And frolicked in the autumn mist
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| In a land called Honah Lee
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| No… oh…Do you ever think about me anymore… no…yeah…say oh… |