Guy Wetmore Carryl,
How a Fisherman Corked up His Foe in a Jar
“ It was closed at the mouth with a cork and a seal, And over the top there was tied A cloth, and the fisherman couldn’t but feel That he ought to see what was inside. But what were his fear and surprise When the stopper he held in his hand! For a genie of singular size Appeared in a trice on the sand, Who said in the roughest and rudest of tones: “A monster you’ve foolishly freed! ”
