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whistling dixie

I found my whistle here today
I found it in a funny way
whilst blowing gently on my soup
I came across an airy loop
at first it was a little vague
then it got a little stronger
mum said it was like the plague
and couldn't stand it any longer
dad said "son you're onto it you'll have to practice it a bit"
sister said that i just sucked
so i told her to go get lost
'cos anyone who whistles knows
one doesn't suck one needs to blow
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Posted: Sep 2012
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by charliejapartee (16 Poems)
on Sep 2012
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