Puff and Bold Saint George

	Puff the magic dragon lived in Westerleigh
	And frolicked in the market town of Chipping Sodbury
	He breathed out smoke and fire as hot as any blacksmith's forge,
	But he met with his come-uppance when he met with bold Saint George.

Saint George was passing by one day and spied a plume of smoke
The locals shouted "dragon", but he thought it was a joke.
A terrible roar and flapping sound and the air was filled with flame,
Lucky for Saint George that Puff had such a lousy aim.

Saint George turned round and drew his lance and jabbed away at Puff
He'd faced some fearsome foes when fighting foreign wars and stuff
At training with his sword and lance he never once did skimp
And left poor Puff as flightless as a Dodo with a limp.

	Puff the magic dragon lived in Westerleigh
	And frolicked in the market town of Chipping Sodbury
	He breathed out smoke and fire as hot as any blacksmith's forge,
	But he met with his come-uppance when he met with bold Saint George.

Now Puff he was repentant and promised to play fair
The locals all forgave him and so did the Lord Mayor
So Puff signed on for honest work and forms he had to fill,
But nothing could be found that fitted with a dragon's skill.

Now dragons live forever, but not so you and me,
They soon found a solution to this disparity.
For Puff could not do nothing just sitting on his bum.
He's working for the council at the crematorium.

	Puff the magic dragon lived in Westerleigh
	And frolicked in the market town of Chipping Sodbury
	He breathed out smoke and fire as hot as any blacksmith's forge,
	But he met with his come-uppance when he met with bold Saint George.