We're not friends anymore
I told my enslaved magic Jinn
Do everything I tell you,
or I swear you'll go back in
Give me everything I ask for,
and all the riches in the vault
Make sure my lovers smell like jasmine,
and that my crown never faults
Promise my storehouse never famines,
and my powers reach beyond the walls
Make my legend match my ego,
and pictures of me line every hall
Never look past my evil grin,
and don't ever question your master
Don't you see that me finding you,
was such an obvious disaster
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