Zaaaaaappppppppp... The Dark Djinni was banishedΜύ back inside the enchanted lamp, and cursed to a lifetime on earth, stuck inside the lamp, until any unfortunate person would be to summon him... It was clear-out day again, and Roger had got his own games console so he was bored with all his other toys. As all the rubbish was being emptied, Roger saw a lamp, lying there, on the floor. He picked it up, and, hoping that maybe, a djinni might be inside! He rubbed it but nothing seemed to happen, chucking it over his shoulder, Roger began to walk away. "I grant you three wishes", came a grand voice from behind him. THREE WISHES! How cool was that?! "First wish?" the djinni asked. "I wish, that I could have an infinite amount of wishes!" wished Roger. "Awwwwwwww... Tough luck, section 4, page 2 of the djinni's hand book states:
No mortal may ask for more wishes for himself or another. Sorry. That's one wish wasted!", smirked the djinni. "Mannnn." complained Roger, "Ok. My second wish is to own a mansion!" "DONE" boomed the djinni. "So, where is it?" Asked Roger. "In... AUSTRALIA!" laughed the djinni. "Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr..." growled Roger, "Okay, last wish... I want to be... Dead Rich!" "Sure!" the Dark Djinni exclaimed. The next day, Roger's body was found, along with a bag of gold, and a discarded lamp. | 
