Wishes From Amy
From the powers to be,
Her Royal Highness Amy,
I’ve been granted wishes
That add up to three.
If I wish them well,
Then to Her Highness I tell,
She’ll bestow upon me,
The prize of glory.
I wish I wasn’t so dumb,
Oops, there goes number one,
Wasted on making me smart.
But now that I am
I am ready to begin
My remaining two wishes to start.
I wish I knew what to do,
Oops, there goes number two,
I guess wish one has worn off.
Now I’m left with just one more,
Before Her Highness shows me the door
But now I know how to pull it off.
I wish you were here to help me,
Oops, there goes number three,
But I find that it’s not so bad,
Because now you are here
And I can hold you my dear
And that makes me oh so glad.
So thank you Your Highness
For your challenge and kindness
Please grant glory to another poem
They deserve it more
But as I walk out the door
I know never again I’ll be alone.
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