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Puff the magic dragon
Very carefully,
And, very soon, you'll be tripping out
Quite psychedelically.
Puff the magic dragon;
Let it take your brain,
And frolic in the autumn mist
The drug lets you attain.

Little Jackie Paper
couldn't get enough;
He grew it in his garden, so
He could always have a puff.
His garden had a greenhouse
To ward off nosy cops,
And neighbors loved his parties, 'cause
He pulled out all the stops! Oh,

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Jackie was a dealer,
Making lots of dough
Off noble kings and princes of
The streets of Chicago.
His prices were quite reasonable;
Nothing was amiss.
Pirates of the alleys all agreed
He knew his business! Oh,

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Drugs go on forever,
But not so, dealers of.
Sadly, Jackie's heinous fate
Was caused by his true love.
Late one night, it happened:
Jackie Paper, quite morose,
He puffed that magic dragon hard,
So hard, he overdosed.

The funeral procession
Marched through sheets of rain
To bury their friend Jackie, who had
Suffered so much pain.
The moral of the story,
Commit to memory:
Drugs can kill, yes, but what kills more
Is plain old gluttony! Oh,

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