![Butter, The Root Of All Evil](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/ccbd8d9a40d7ad61f369441182b5a42c.jpg) |
An exaggerated poem based on a silly argument my wife and I once had. We can be so stupid, but very funny, sometimes.
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![Let Out Your Inner Viking](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/e0396317f4229cc1d3334019699aaa04.jpg) |
Let Out Your Inner Vikingby ChrisThe day now upon us and dreary eyes awakeChildren rush to open their takeTiny vikings pillage their presentsSavages w..
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![Pray, Wish Me Tomorrow](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/fa6c8cc2e2cf09401e2bf04bac73ded7.jpg) |
Pray, Wish Me Tomorrowa poem by Chris T.The pressure, the pummeling, this life that I am to cope.A promise, a foundation and a reason to hope.I know t..
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![Struggle, A Daily March](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/b09f828043f3100a8c0c0d372c8dd118.jpg) |
A poem about the difficulties of a hard lived life
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![Burden, Oh Burden](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/a7688d6bf0e431562115f40ecf1e5ec8.jpg) |
Burden, Oh BurdenA Poem by ChrisBig Burden, big burden why do you crush?Turning my voice to a soft gentle hush.Big burden, big burden why won’t ..
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![My Shield Will I Lift Up](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/6c69d7a5aedf28f0673d8a0316747b7e.jpg) |
My Shield Will I Lift Upa poem by Chris T.Themoney-changer’shand comes to snatch my coinBut my shield will I lift up.The flaming arrows seek to ..
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![My Waffle Brain And Your Spaghetti Thoughts](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/9b5d1040cb6981687d53c00ce8efcf33.jpg) |
My Waffle Brain And Your Spaghetti Thoughtsby Chris T.I once learned that we don’t think the same.Because, I like the compartments that organize..
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![My Exhilaration](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/14b6dbc431ff265009c1d962578da3fa.JPG) |
My Exhilarationa poem by ChrisThe way the note squeezes from my handsPulling tension, sliding down the strings.Tactile feel of the rosewood fingerboar..
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![Why Do I Hide This Broken Piece?](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/14b4e8e4dd640d79ba20010f213f6631.jpg) |
Why Do I Hide This broken Piece?a poem by Chris T.A hidden piece that I keep out of sightLike a present that I have just received and carelessly broke..
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![Kissing The Morning With Frost](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/d30024d39e7a60ce341636e8cfa34bc2.jpg) |
Kissing The Morning With Frostby Chris T.Awaking anew, and , there has been a change.To my morning, to my life.As I slumbered, something wonderful has..
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