I rubbed the golden magic lamp with my palm
and the Grim Reaper appeared in a puff of smoke.
“Oh, I was rather hoping for a Genie” I said.
“I am working as a Genie from today, as I was recently made redundant as Death.” He said, looking at the ground with his hood covering his face.
“Well I only have one wish and that is to die.”
Death stared me in the face and began to sob.