Genie

if you are here
my dear Genie
i will make
three wishes
but first
i have to rub
this magic
lamp first

rub it hard
until you come out
hot and happy

my first wish
make me wise
my second wish
let it last
my third
make me disappear
from here.

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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