Read this to
yourself. Read it silently.
Don't move your lips. Don't
make a sound?
Listen to yourself. Listen without hearing anything.
What a wonderfully weird thing, huh?
NOW MAKE THIS PART LOUD!
SCREAM IT IN YOUR MIND!
DROWN EVERYTHING OUT.
Now, hear a whisper. A tiny whisper.
Now, read this next line in your
best crotchety old man voice:
"Hello there sonny, does this town have a post
office?"
Awesome! Who was that? Whose voice was that?
Certainly not yours.
How do you do that? How!?
Must be magic.
Shel Silverstein
ThisIsBoYo · 9 years ago
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This poem is by Bo Burnham from his book 'Egghead'