Poof the magic faggot lived by the bar
and frolicked in the ciggy smoke in a club called Hospodar.
Little Jackie Pooper loved that rascal Poof
And brought G-strings and candle wax and other fancy stuff, oh
Chorus:
Poof the magic faggot lived by the bar
and frolicked in the ciggy smoke in a club called Hospodar
Poof the magic faggot lived by the bar
and frolicked in the ciggy smoke in a club called Hospodar
Together they would hit on boys with electric mail
Jackie kept a lookout perched on Poof's gigantic tail
Noble kings and princes would grunt whene'er they came
Pirate boys would lower their pants when Poof took off his same, oh
Chorus.
A fag won't live forever, gets aids from little boys
Painted face and nipple rings make way for other toys
One grey night it happened, Jackie Pooper came no more
And Poof that mighty faggot, he ceased wiggling his rear
His head was no more given, green smegma fell like rain
Poof no longer went to play along the cherry lane
Without his lifelong partner, Poof could not be brave
So, Poof that mighty faggot sadly slipped it in a babe, oh
Chorus.
These lyrics are based on "Puff the Magic Dragon" by Peter Yarrow and Leonard Tipton. Obviously, I've completely raped the lyrics.
This song is not to be taken as defamation of the original piece's creators nor homosexual people, but as a case of really tired and sick humor.