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I feel I’ve been for ages long interr’d,

companionless a hundred years or more;

and though thy sly advances interest stirr’d,

that dost not my return’d desire ensure.

I shan’t engage thy passions straight away,

although my body yearns for thine embrace;

my heart hath temper’d its impulsive ways

and settled me to take a slower pace.

I’ll grant thy wish, if thou dost demonstrate

thy valour and make thy impression well.

I may thy hungers prurient well-sate

if in reciprocation thou’st excel.

I am a genie in this lamp confined;

release me if thy heart is so inclined.

Christina Aguilera, ‘Genie in a Bottle’