When I was a child and we would sing Puff the Magic Dragon in school it used to make me cry. Whenever we got to this section:
“A dragon lives forever but not so little boys
Painted wings and giant rings make way for other toys.
One gray night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
And PUFF that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.”
I didn’t like saying goodbye then and I still do not like it now.
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I’m glad I’m not the only one who got a little misty at the end of that song. I sued to think it was so sad.
I still tear-up. That part of the song breaks my heart.
We learned this version in Sunday School:
Puff the Kosher Dragon
Lived in Palestine
And frolicked in the synagogue
And drank Shapiro’s wine
Little Rabbi Goldberg
loved that kosher Puff
And fed him lox and matzo balls
and other kosher stuff
Then one day it happened,
Puff was eating pork.
Little Rabbi Goldberg took that dragon for a walk.
Gently he explained that dragons don’t eat meat
that comes from little piggies who have filthy, dirty feet.
This version is permanently etched in my mind. I cannot sing the song the real way. 🙂