I could be good for you
Just look at me
is my face not always smiling
Am I not always laughing
How can I be bad for you
I live to fix problems
and when my fingers snap
they are gone
I do not need to rub the lamp of a genie
or think of fairy tales
I am the genie so wish for me
and it will all come true
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem