Whistler

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    Whistler

    All I want to be when I grow up
       is a whistler.
    So I can go through life whistling
       without a care.
    When I go to school to learn my 3R's
       I'm going to be a whistlin'
    And I'm going to go far.

    All I want to be when I grow up
       is a whistler.
    So I can go through life whistling
       all day long.
    Whistling about all the wonderful things
       that God does
    like this wondrous whistle song.

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    BlackButterfly1 commented on Whistler

    01-04-2011

    Carefree.... no stresses, only appreciation for the simple things in life. What a wonderful place the world would be.....

    CherylLambrecht

    02/17/2011

    My dad always wanted to be a hobo

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

    CherylLambrecht’s Poems (21)

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    DIFFERENT, AND SPRING 0
    I Could've Been... 0
    God's Mysterious Ways 1996 0
    God, Please 1
    Holydays 1
    WHEREVER MY LIFE LEADS 1
    Vincent Van Goh 1
    SPARROW, SPARROW, WILD 1
    Jesus Is A Rock Star 1
    To The Tree, God Gives 1
    Try and Live On Earth As You Would Live In Heaven 2
    God Is Revealing 1
    A TRINITY OF HAIKU FOR YOU 2
    Which Came First, The Chicken or the Egg? 4
    Whistler 1
    My Mother's Roses 0
    The Sun Is Always Shining Above The Clouds 1
    I Have The Winter Blahs Blues 0
    Rita's Crow 0
    I Can Hear The Whistle Blowing 1
    Moon Blues 1