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GENIE WISH
Out popped the cork then a genie,
I asked for a wish he was meanly,
Looked at me huffed and puffed,
Laughed then joked you get stuffed.
Its my wish you great big brut,
Don’t sit there with you’re curly boots,
Stand up straight give me my wish,
Make it fast come on be quick.
Ok then the voice came back,
What’s you’re wish that you desire,
I thought awhile to have some fun,
Is that it, a wish just one.
All right three that is the law, he gasped,
My wish one is love to last,
What’s wish two boy he was glum,
My wish two, to have some fun.
Now wish three my poetry,
Post it where the world can see,
He clapped his hands turned about,
Wow, look here it all turned out.
By B Kingsford Copy Write 2,004
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