Zinc, manganese, boron and silenium will do your bidding, but the rest are holding out for a better offer (you didn’t say all the elements).
I wish I had the power to craft the perfect, incorruptible wish.
Presto! Sadly, you used up your wish with that wish, so the perfect, incorruptible wish will go unwished. But don’t you feel better that you now have that perfect wish?
(My alternate answer was that you could craft it, but the knowledge of that perfect wish has driven you mad so you would be unable to actually make the wish)
I wish that the wish granter would stop corrupting wishes. 
Done, but since the entire premise of this exercise is wish/corruption, you get no more wishes either.
I wish to find my perfect soulmate.
Done, However your soulmate is already in a committed relationship and refuses to end it. You are condemned to spend the rest of your life wondering what might have been.
I wish the SDMB would run perfectly all the time.
The SDMB runs perfectly fine from the database they installed in your basement, after the bank foreclosed on your house and the newspaper bought it.
I wish for an honest lawyer with my best interests in mind, to help me draft wishes that are uncorruptable!
You find the perfect lawyer, honest as the day is long, only to find she had been disbarred for inadvertently co-mingling client funds in her trust account. And since she is an HONEST lawyer, she refuses to craft your wish, since that’s practicing law without a license.
I wish I had the power to inser myself into any fictional universe at will as an omnipotent player.
The wish corrupter is unsure why you would wish to be a piece of pipe, but sees nothing in your wish to corrupt. 
I wish to not make typos.
You won’t. The gremlins who get their little hands on everything you write will, and they can’t spell for beans.
I wish that all Presidents had to have handle-bar mustaches.
Completely uncorrupted. All Presidents in the future must have handle-bar mustaches. Which idea suddenly generates a surge of people voting for Hillary Clinton, just to see her in a handle-bar mustache for the next four years. 
I wish I could think of a fun wish…
You think of the most fun wish EVAH! Except, you’ve used your wish. Ahh too bad.
I wish that your wish came true.
OtakuLoki’s fun wish comes true. However, it is illegal in 47 states and Puerto Rico, and you get caught up in the legal issues as an accomplice. You flee from the law into Mexico, where bounty hunters seek you night and day, giving you no opportunity to sleep or bathe. (The bounty for your capture: $14.99, plus expenses.)
I wish for good will towards mein.
The German fairie says, “Good will towards mein… what?”
I wish that President Bush suffered inexplicable projectile vomiting every time he was in front of a TV camera.
Granted. By the way, congratulations on your new job as a TV camera operator. I hear you got the White House gig.
I wish Arrested Development hadn’t been cancelled.
Arrested Development is back on the air. However, it is being shown on a network that you cannot receive anywhere you go and it cannot be recorded by any means. You, however, will be constantly privy to conversations about how good last night’s episode was.
I wish presidential electionswere conducted by by print and televised positions papers only, with no knowledge of what each candidate looks like or their personals (but vetted by secret committee), and the election season was only six weeks.
Congratulations, your wish came true! Unfortunately, the vast majority of the electorate lost interest in voting, since, you know, they actually haveto THINK instead of relying on sound bites. Therefore, radical polygamists, able to maintain focus, manage to elect themselves, and now your daughters are taken to a desert compound, never to be seen again.
I wish I could whistle really loud like my Dad can.
Granted. Every time you whistle every dog within 5 miles comes running towards you at full speed and piles on top of you.
I wish I could fathom the female mind.
You now understand the female mind. You immediately irritate all of your female friends, who think you’re a know-it-all.
I wish Dick Cheney would have a crisis of conscience, call an immediate press conference and talk for hours about all of the terrible things he’s done, then resign.
Done and done! Unfortunately, the sheer novelty of Satan Incarnate telling the truth causes massive numbers of low information voters to clamor for him to be chosen as the Pubbie candidate with McCain for his running mate–and they win! :smack:
I wish I had health insurance.
But of course! Premiums are $6,000/mo., with a $20,000 co-pay. Would you like to pay by check or credit card?
I wish Donald Rumsfeld had to find and apologize to the parents of every American and Coalition soldier killed in Iraq due to his bungling.
Once he apologizes, everyone forgives him and bakes a giant “thanks for being such a straight shooter!” cake in his honor. For the next hundred years, Rumsfeld is considered the most honest and likable character in American political history.
I wish for neighbors who won’t hit my parked car while they’re driving drunk.