Whistle

Beyond the Sphere

Pfft.

Pfffft.

Pfffffttttt. Pfft. Pfft.

Pfft.

PFFFFFTTTTT!!!!!!

It’s one of life’s little mysteries
That’s never really bothered me
I’ve never been able to whistle, see
But I’m OK with that.

I’m not musically minded, though
And when I try it really shows
But I very often have a go
And I’m OK with that.

I can whistle a little bit
Very faint and quite high pitched
It actually sounds a little shigh
Yet I’m OK with that.

I find lately I hum a lot
As whistling I just cannot
Do. This poem’s gone to pot
Still I’m OK with that.

But whistlin’ and me, we don’t get on
And it’s terrible when I hear a song
And I simply have to pffffft along
‘Though I can live with that.

Pfffft.

A bit of fun for this week’s Brew’N’Spew Café; the link to Eugenia’s site is above.

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  4 comments for “Whistle

  1. 04/16/2019 at 9:50 am

    Love this. Thanks for making me grin this a.m. 😊

    Liked by 1 person

  2. 04/16/2019 at 11:21 am

    Excellent piece, that makes me wonder, why I used to be able to whistle and can’t anymore…

    Liked by 1 person

  3. 04/16/2019 at 3:35 pm

    Cute… 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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