{"id":1133,"date":"2014-01-29T21:26:47","date_gmt":"2014-01-30T05:26:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/?p=1133"},"modified":"2022-01-28T10:16:33","modified_gmt":"2022-01-28T18:16:33","slug":"140129","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2014\/01\/29\/140129\/","title":{"rendered":"140129"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/images\/201401\/140129.png\" \/><\/p>\n<p>140129<br \/>\nYou cannot deny warming&#8217;s not a lie<\/p>\n<p>The rain is a lie<br \/>\nBright sun in the sky<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s hot as July<br \/>\nThe soil is bone dry<br \/>\nThe farmers all cry<br \/>\nTheir crops wilt and die<br \/>\nThere is no supply<br \/>\nOf fresh food to buy<br \/>\nA tear&#8217;s in my eye<br \/>\nAs life says good-bye<\/p>\n<button id=\"listenButton1\" class=\"responsivevoice-button\" type=\"button\" value=\"Play\" title=\"ResponsiveVoice Tap to Start\/Stop Speech\"><span>&#128266; Listen to Poem<\/span><\/button>\n        <script>\n            listenButton1.onclick = function(){\n                if(responsiveVoice.isPlaying()){\n                    responsiveVoice.cancel();\n                }else{\n                    responsiveVoice.speak(\"140129 You cannot deny warming\\'s not a lie The rain is a lie Bright sun in the sky It\\'s hot as July The soil is bone dry The farmers all cry Their crops wilt and die There is no supply Of fresh food to buy A tear\\'s in my eye As life says good-bye\", \"UK English Female\");\n                }\n            };\n        <\/script>\n    \n\n<div class=\"twitter-share\"><a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/intent\/tweet?via=stickpersonpoet\" class=\"twitter-share-button\">Tweet<\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>140129 You cannot deny warming&#8217;s not a lie The rain is a lie Bright sun in the sky It&#8217;s hot as July The soil is bone dry The farmers all cry Their crops wilt and die There is no supply Of fresh food to buy A tear&#8217;s in my eye As life says good-bye<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[133,50],"class_list":["post-1133","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rhymes","tag-sun","tag-weather"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1133"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1133"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1133\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1135,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1133\/revisions\/1135"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1133"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1133"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1133"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}