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Oh, I can laugh and I can sing   and I can scream and shout,         but when I try to whistle,                 the whistle won't come out. I shape my lips the proper way, I make them small and round, but when I blow, just air comes out, there is no whistling sound But I'll keep trying very hard to whistle loud and clear, and someday soon I'll whistle tunes for everyone to hear.
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Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 11:59 AM UTC
WHISTLING
Oh, I can laugh and I can sing   and I can scream and shout,         but when I try to whistle,                 the whistle won't come out. I shape my lips the proper way, I make them small and round, but when I blow, just air comes out, there is no whistling sound But I'll keep trying very hard to whistle loud and clear, and someday soon I'll whistle tunes for everyone to hear.
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Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 11:59 AM UTC
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