Ventriloquist Dummy Poem by Jayce McCormick

I speak the words, and yet they seem
To come from your wooden mouth
The magic behind throwing your voice
Makes me want you to come alive

It does seem, to the audience that is
That you are in fact alive
But I know inside the words you say
Come from my mouth

Its fun to put on an act
For a group of little kids
To see them laugh, and ask for more
Of the 'little dude' on your lap

Ventriloquism is an art of entertainment
But is slowly being forgotten
Yet I and many others out there
Will Keep it alive