Genie: You can have three wishes. The only limit, you cannot, under any circumstances, wish for more wishes.
Little girl: Oh. Well, can I wish for the power to grant wishes?
Genie: *Scratches head* I’ve never been asked that, before. I suppose there’s no rule against it. Although, maybe there should be.
Little girl: Too late. That’s my wish! To be able to grant limitless wishes, to anybody, *Cheeky smile*, including me.
Genie: *Sighs* It shall be done.
Little girl: Supertastic! Now, do I really need the other two wishes?
Genie: I suppose not. *Vanishes in a puff of blue smoke*
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if not for fate
She granted me
For service I had rendered.
How it started,
I’ll tell you how it ended.
So for wish one
I wished for sun
To see me through the day
From June right through to May.
And for wish two
I wished for you
To stay always content
With me or him
Or someone else
It’s truly what I meant.
Then for wish three
I wished for me
Unbroken and repaired
A happy mind
To set me free
And soaring like a bird.
She granted me
Though I only needed one.
I wish, three (I wish just this)
I wish to dream of you.
I wish to dream of me.
I wish to dream of this.
I wish to be as wise as a fifty-year-old woman, I wish to be as curious as a five-year-old child. I wish to be as fearless as a fifteen-year-old girl, but a fifteen-year-old tightrope walker, so cautious and precise. I wish to be floating with my eyes closed in a boat, letting the stream of life take me wherever it wants me to go, but I also wish to have my hand on the rudder, following a path, carefully charted and mapped by the inch. I wish to strike as a dangerous person, a person of power and piercing character – someone to be reckoned with, but I also wish to be gentle and warm and round and fun and kind – someone that’s agreeable to everyone. I wish to live big and mighty, shifting mountains, the world, and many hearts and lives, making my mark in history, but I also wish to live small in quiet peace, fading away in the end as if I wasn’t even there. That’s more than three wishes, I expect, but I also wish that I would keep on wishing.
Wishing for more wishes...
There are those
Who wish for wealth
Or power and money stacked up on a shelf
There are those who wish on a whim
For things they’ll use
Once or twice.
Me I don’t
Know what I want
Some company would be nice
Someone there to be by my side
To help me when I feel alone inside.
If wishes I had three
I’d wish for all to be happy
I’d wish for those who live in fear
To have their worries disappear.
There’s still one wish left,
You might say.
You’d wonder what my last wish is
This fine day.
Well other than those two
I don’t have any
So I’m giving the last one
What do you wish for?
You have one extra wish. From me.
Man’s Best Friend
Me: Ok, I wish my dog could talk.
Genie: Ok, wish granted.
Me: (Stroking dogs back) Hey buddy, you got two more wishes!
Note: I found this concept on the internet a few months ago, I just rephrased it
The Limits of Sensitivity
I wish my best friend of 35 years would get in touch, cause it's been 3.5 years since last she did.
I wish we could have taken that trip to Morocco we planned 20 years ago, that I did alone last year.
I wish she never adopted, then she'd still be mine.
What would they be?
Do you ever wonder what they would be if we could have 3 wishes a piece.. Would you wish for money and all the wealth you’ve pondered about when difficult times were dealt..
Would it be peace on earth that falls from your lips to quite the wars that stretch continents..
You could ask for revenge if thats what you seek hoping that one day you find your peace..
I know you wondering what about me, I would wish for a lifetime full of fantasy,
Goblins and fairies and magical things is all I need to make my life complete..