My little nose is frozen

Ice cold like my genie’s hart

You rub a lamp three times

And a little genie pops out

My little nose still ice cold

Twinkled to certain delight

Everything around was cold as ice

The cold genie is here

The cold genie grants three wishes

Three wishes indeed

But all three are not what they seem

I rubbed the lamp so I have three wishes

I wish for warmth

He puts everything on fire

I wish for food

He gives a live pig

I ask why he is being cold

The genie just doesn’t reply

I use my last wish

On what could be the best

I use the wish

The genie is now at rest

People ask where the cold genie is

Winter is gone

Summer may begin

My cold little nose stopped it’s twinkle

My cold little nose is no longer cold

The genie is gone no more wishes

May that be good or bad

Winter is gone