
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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