I wonder if genie lamps really do exist...
A man named Truth once knocked on my door. He wore a long white coat and carried a lamp. He said, 'rub it three times and your wish I'll grant'. Taking the lamp from his hands, I didn't know what to say. 'Truth' I asked, 'do I rub it this way, that way, or like this?' 'Why yesss' he hissed, 'you're doing just fine, now time to close your eyes and see what lies, lies where.' Dare I dare(?) I say 'Truth, what lies where I dare not sleuth.' ' Don't play coy little wise boy, it's truth you wished, this wish was heard, it's truth you wished, this dish is served'. 'But Truth, I wish for money, I wish for fame, I wish this room to stop spinning, am I going insane?' Truth then says, 'what's not sane is as insane as what's not, just depends if thinking, thinks it's correct in thought'.