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 matzah balls And other Kosher stuff.
Now Puff became Bar Mitzvah, put on Tefillin every day Wrapped up in his Tallis, oh that's the way he prayed Made Brochos before eating, and he bentched after every meal Imagine how religious it made that dragon feel. Oh
Now, there were some people, who did things just for spite They'd curse Jews and attack them, just to get into a fight When Puff the dragon heard this, He roared a mighty roar Now, those wicked people aren't with us any more. Oh
Now, Puff the Kosher Dragon found himself a bride Now, little Kosher dragons are his source of joy and pride They'll grow up doing Mitzvos, learning Torah and davening, too And Rabbi Goldberg teaching them, what Kosher dragons do. Oh
Now, you who may be listening, may think we're making fun But deep down in this story, there's a moral for everyone If a dragon can wear a Kippa, keep Shabbos and Kosher, too Then you can learn, like Puff did, how to be real good Jews. Oh