The Well

I went to the wishing well. I tossed in my quarter. But instead of a splashing sound, I heard my quarter hit the rocky ground.

I asked what was the deal.

The wishing well said, “I’m out of water.”

I asked if that would diminish the power of my wish.

The wishing well said, “Really?”

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