Genie Weenie

A young beauty, the Countess of Sweeney,
was romanced by a magical genie.
While their romance was fervent,
there was just one deterrent:
he, regrettably, had a wee weenie.

Unfortunately, this magic genie
had only limited powers, you see.
He could not wish for his dong
to be long, massive and strong,
t'was against rules of genie-icity.

So the countess (her first name was Didi)
eventually moved to Tahiti.
She then soon had a tryst
with a geologist
who was endowed with something more meaty.

Eventually, the lonely genie
luckily found himself a new sweetie.
She was small and petite
and willingly discreet
which suited his diminutive weenie.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Cunningham Avatar
August 14, 2026 at 10:16 PM
Lol, couldn't he work some magic on it😀 Tom
Cunningham Avatar
August 15, 2026 at 8:21 PM
😂these are brilliant Jim, love the humour. A fave from me.👍
Healey Avatar
August 15, 2026 at 9:28 AM
Hey, Tom. I just added a few more verses. Let me know what you think. (Btw, good suggestions, although I decided to go a different route!!)😄
Cunningham Avatar
August 15, 2026 at 6:42 AM
Lol, he could use splints or plaster of Paris, failing that a strapon.
Healey Avatar
August 15, 2026 at 5:56 AM
He couldn't grant 3 wishes for himself! And the countess used up her 3 wishes, not thinking that the genie had a, um, problem! You just gave me an idea, Tom. I should probably write a set of limericks about the countess (and the genie, among others). Any suggestions?
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