An Old But Cute Ventriloquism Poem

I was reading an issue of the Oracle Magazine from July-August 1960 and came upon this poem written by Charles S. Berger and I thought I would share it with you all.

The Dummy

My face is roughed and full of life
I have no aches, no pains
I’m free from all this earthly strife
That follows the struggle for gains

I never get sick, and I never fear
For want of nourishing food
I never vex nor shed a tear
For I’m always a happy dude.

I never sleep and I never cry
I’m bright as the star of eve
I never live I never die
In this land of Make-Believe.

I fear no words–no reprimands
I like to entertain
I may be saucy as occasion demands
Although it’s not my aim.

I know I’m tough, I know I’m red
But nothing can I do
Unless it comes from his head
And given by him to you.

 

Dan
www.ventriloquistcentral.com

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Dan Willinger is a ventriloquism enthusiast and ventriloquist figure collector. He has been collecting for over 25 years. He created the Ventriloquist Central Collection. It now has over 100 ventriloquist figures and over 50 of them are Frank Marshall figures. Because of his love for the art of ventriloquism, Mr. Willinger created the website Ventriloquist Central. For more information about the website, go to: http://www.ventriloquistcentral.com

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2 Responses to An Old But Cute Ventriloquism Poem

  1. LeeDean says:

    I had forgotten all about this one, used to use it in act with Little Willie 18″ Marshall figure all the time.

    • LeeDean says:

      When I did poem half century ago had added:

      (beginning verse)
      I’m just a little wooden figure
      Though I’m natty and I’m neat,
      I don’t cost a dime for lodging
      Nor for anything I eat

      (and ending verses)
      You can’t blame me for anything
      That I may say or do.
      I never say a single word
      Unless this guy has me to.

      So when I say something not very nice,
      Think about it once or twice
      Everything I say comes from this guy’s head
      He {turns around} makes my head move too.

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