Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 My Wish Ful"filly"ed

I be a lucky pigeon who

Found a bottle, opened it up,

And out did pop a a genie, true,

Giving me a single wish, yup.

Of all the wishes that there are,

My mind went right to thinking of

The lady I'd seen from afar,

And with whom I'd fallen in love.

I knew that someone she would not

Love back would be a bird like me.

But I loved this filly a lot,

And I knew what my wish would be.

So I wished the genie of course

Turn me into a stallion horse.