"Ghengis Khan" joke

Poland, in the days before democracy settled down, went through times as bad as anywhere in Europe. After centuries of occupation by so many nations, being free from the Russian yoke was a weird experience; Poland emerged blinking into the bright lights of democracy and freedom.

Of course it was not like that at all; Poles knew what freedom was, and took to it like children in a sweet shop. But there were problems, and the shortages did not disappear overnight. .. So when his last light bulb burned out, Old Stefan knew he'd have to stand in line for two hours at the store (and there would probably be none left by the time he got to the front of the queue). So he went up into his attic and started rummaging around for an old oil lamp he vaguely remembered from decades ago.

He found the old brass lamp in a corner, stained with grime of ages. He started to polish it and a Genie appeared in cloud of smoke.

"Hello, Mortal!" said the Genie, stretching and yawning, "For releasing me I will grant you three wishes."

The old man was astounded. But you don't live to his age in Central Europe without thinking on your feet. "I want Ghengis Khan resurrected. I want him to re-unite his Mongol hordes, march to the Polish border, and then decide he has no argument with the Poles, and march back home."

"No sooner said than done!" thunders the Genie. "Your second wish?"

"Ok. I want Ghengis Khan resurrected. I want him to re-unite his Mongol hordes, march to the Polish border, and then decide he has no argument with the Poles, and march back home."

"Hmmm. Well, if you're sure. Your third wish?"

"I want Ghengis Khan resurrected. I want him to re-unite his. .."

"We've done this, we've been there. What's this business about Ghengis Khan marching to Poland and turning around again?"

The old man has a gentle smile, but there's no humour in his eyes. ..
"He has to pass through Russia six times."