Two Genies With Wishes

Magic happened on the shore of the Montezuma horizon Two genies appeared, Mondomay and Mighizeb Dressed in gauzy dainty chiffon, carrying two cats and a swan They were a corpulent two, one with brown eyes, the other blue. What wishes did you have? A new goat, sheep, donkey or calf? People pleasers all the way, their attention made my day. Illustrious and lovely, they had suggestions, but kept them hidden. We are not allowed to share our ideas, even if prompted and bidden. I told them I would have to think and Mighizeb’s face turned pink. We might run out of wishes, said Mondomay, as he washed my dishes. For this had been my first wish, as I despise redundant dishrag swishes. You wasted a wish! Said my husband Mouse who now lives in his mama’s