Don’s Broken Birthday Whistle

This is the story of Don from John Bunis. The whistle he gave me for my birthday

was given to me for eight months, and I spent eight months making noise. When I heard a deaf

person whistle in the morning, the whistle broke. The wind of the car I saw was gone.

The wheel pins were missing. They were looking for it and soldering it.

The whistle was made and thrown away by mistake. Don, brother,

brother, brother, brother, brother. The receiver you

called is strangling his neck, so I can't connect. Oh, I'll cook it and

eat it. Why, he's dead.