Ventriloquy
Though adept at throwing footballsIf I had my choice
Instead of throwing footballs
I'd rather throw my voice
Being shy and bashful
I rarely talk a lot
Rarely do I babble
As a babbler I am not
So many things are on my mind
All pent up... there's no doubt
Shy-fully I'm too inclined
To never let them out
But if my voice I learned to throw
I then could guarantee
My pent up thoughts would be bellowed
By dummies who'd then blab for me
by Stan Cooper...3/26/11 graphic by Don Hunt
Poetry by Stan Cooper
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Written on 2011-05-16 at 15:27
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