Three wishes.

An old lady sits on her front porch, rocking away the last days of her long life, when all of a sudden, a fairy godmother appears and informs her that she will be granted three wishes.

– “Well, now,” says the old lady, “I guess I would like to be really rich.”

*** POOF ***

Her rocking chair turns to solid gold.

– “And, …

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