My genie,

Where art thou?

I have rubbed your cold, metal exterior thousands of times.

I've tried everything from the 4 elements to try to wake you up.

I've waited long for that green smoke to arise from that small opening.

I've waited long for you to appear.

My 3 wishes aren't used up at all, so where are you?

God speed, my genie. I know not where you've gone, and for how long.

But i do know you're not in your warm, cosy bed, where you belong.

How i wish for you to pop out of that lamp right now, yet how i forget no one's there to grant that wish.