WHISTLE, daughter, whistle, And you shall have a sheep. Mother, I cannot whistle, Neither can I sleep. Whistle, daughter, whistle, And you shall have a cow. Mother, I cannot whistle, Neither know I how. Whistle, daughter, whistle, And you shall have a man. Mother, I cannot whistle, But I'll do the best I can. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO KNOW IN REVERIE THE ONLY PHENOMENOLOGY OF THE ABSOLUTE by HAYDEN CARRUTH A WINTER'S NIGHT by ROBERT FROST SAPPHIC SUICIDE NOTE by JAMES GALVIN I'M GOING BACK TO SOMETHING by DAVID IGNATOW DESPAIR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |