Yes Master

I am a genie locked up in a small jar. I only get to appear Before my master who makes it loud and clear That I am his bizarre Toy from a far Who makes his life spectacular. If he wants a jaguar Poof! Something special from a bazaar Poof! I will do only what he wants or it will be Time for me to disappear. No one said life was fair. Check it out if you dare. Go against the master and the very air In the atmosphere Will crackle as I turn back in to smoke like his Burning cigar. I am going back to my tiny iddy biddy living Space in my genie jar Until the next time when he wants something Particular.