A tale I wrote
I fell out with a genie
and he gave me tablespoon fingers,
egg cups for eyes
and the back of a felled tree.
As I was allowed only three wishes,
I thought he'd be allowed only
three changes. But he carried on
and gave me sandpaper skin,
dust for hair, boats for feet,
the guts of a toddler,
elephant ears, a toilet belly button,
retired tennis player elbows,
a dandruff beard, cheese string legs
and the self esteem of someone
desperately trying.
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