Tiny Genie

Tiny genie
I dreamed her up
Of nothing she seems
No, nothing much.

Three easy wishes
Do come to mind
Something for nothing?
If she’d be so kind.

Satiate hunger
For popcorn with butter
Music that smiles
On souls like no other

Lastly, I wish
For strength where I tire
Seeking to find
My own hearts’ desire.




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