Exhausted of wishes and resigned with a tarnished reputation,
he simply told me he was done. He was
finished with the wish business for good.
I was too late.
There would be no reviving this genie.
I can see your problem there, Pal.
That's a stupid tea pot.
That's no genie lamp.
That's a stupid tea pot.
That's no genie lamp.
It is too. I paid for it, I should know what it is.
Sorry Bub, but I don't think so.
You've got an old tea kettle laying on its side.
You've got an old tea kettle laying on its side.
We all can see that.
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But it couldn't hurt to make a wish or two.
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