In cargo shorts and a crop-top light, A teenage girl held the lamp so tight.She rubbed the brass with teenage hope, Seeking a way her life to cope. The smoke curled blue, a female shape, A Genie rose in silken drape.
"I want a thousand!" the girl did cry, With greedy glint and wandering eye. "A thousand wishes to spend at will, To cure my boredom and get my fill!"
The Genie’s face turned cold as stone, With a harsh and mocking, biting tone: "You foolish child with a hollow head, You’d drown in choices," she sternly said. "A thousand whims? A mountain of greed? You’ll choke on things you do not need. Life isn't a game of 'more, more, more,' True power is lost on a mindless bore. One wish is plenty for a soul so small, Or I’ll grant you nothing—nothing at all!"
"Fine," she hissed, "just one I’ll take, One massive dream for you to make!" She whispered low into the air, A selfish hope, a secret snare. The Genie smiled a wicked snatch, And so came a wish with a deadly catch.
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I do like a lot when genies are adding some catches to the wishes ^^ especially if sexy ones hehe. Now she can have fun with "herself"!Also pretty fan of doing her dark hair with colored outlines... it does work very well ^^I'm kinda back in business, after a very IRL beginning of the year.