• Vol. 07
  • Chapter 11
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Jill Or Jeanie

She popped out of the vase
like a Jill-in-the-box
holding on
to the carroty snake
she’d prised from the glaze inside.
He’d rubbed the vase hard
to make her pop out
like a Genie from the Arabian nights.
So perhaps, he thought,
she’s a Jeanie not a Jill.
He’s sure that if he dreams hard enough
the answer will come to him
like magic.