Poem by Arthur Guiterman

The Chip on the Shoulder

LEARN this now before you are older:
Don’t go through life with a chip on your shoulder,
Always aggrieved and ever offended,
Fancying wrongs that are not intended.
Let not a sense of humor desert you,
Take it that nobody means to hurt you,
Find no insult in idle chatter,
Pass it over; it doesn’t matter.
Look for the best in everybody,
Value the wool, forget the shoddy;
Get in the habit of liking people.
Love is the spire on every steeple. 

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2. The Great Tyrannosaurus
3. Hills
4. Nocturne
5. On the Vanity of Earthly Greatness

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