WHISTLE It produced a melodious sound on emanating; flooding the gloomy ambience with profound tinges of rhapsody, It awoke the squirrels fast asleep in the dense bushes; as they scampered helter-skelter to hunt for their prey, It generated ripples amongst clusters of dead leaves; making them stand erect on their frigid tips, It substantially pacified the uncontrollably sobbing child; fomenting a gregarious smile to spread on his innocuous face, It engendered scores of youngsters sulking under the Sun; to dance and swirl ecstatically with the vivaciously drifting winds, It penetrated like a sugar coated arrow through the stillness of the valley; circulating delectably through every dwelling, It captivated the attention of every single passerby; causing them to blink their eyes in utter astonishment and disbelief, It had an incredulous impact on the dolphins floating in the sea; causing them to somersault in animated exhilaration, It was prolifically used amongst gangs of ominous thieves; as a subtle signal to furtively communicate, It had a mesmerizing effect on the severely traumatized nerves of the mentally afflicted; allowing them slim moments of reprieve from their debilitating and crippling condition, It gave the tongue a versatile opportunity to use itself; in the most dexterous way possible and to the fullest, It proved as an excellent alternative for a person who didn’t remember even a single line of the song; and yet had all the desire in the world to loudly sing it, It had the velvety grace of a shadow; as well as the hostility of a valiant scream well blended together, It lit an ethereal ray of hope in the eyes of the man dying; as he felt it poignantly infiltrate into his ears,