{"id":1743,"date":"2016-07-25T16:54:29","date_gmt":"2016-07-25T23:54:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/?p=1743"},"modified":"2021-09-20T13:56:08","modified_gmt":"2021-09-20T20:56:08","slug":"160725","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2016\/07\/25\/160725\/","title":{"rendered":"160725"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/images\/2016\/160725.png\" \/><\/p>\n<p>160725<br \/>\nShe&#8217;s my Santa Maria Girl<\/p>\n<p>Well I took a chance, on a dating site<br \/>\nOn a Friday-I-ay-I-ay<br \/>\nAnd when she walked in, she was dynamite<br \/>\nOn a summer day-I-ay-I-ay<br \/>\nShe was lots of fun, such a pretty girl<br \/>\nAnd I felt right then, I would take a whirl<br \/>\nI can tell you friends, I knew what to do<br \/>\nI gave her a ring, she&#8217;s my sugar pooh<\/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(\"160725 She\\'s my Santa Maria Girl Well I took a chance, on a dating site On a Friday-I-ay-I-ay And when she walked in, she was dynamite On a summer day-I-ay-I-ay She was lots of fun, such a pretty girl And I felt right then, I would take a whirl I can tell you friends, I knew what to do I gave her a ring, she\\'s my sugar pooh\", \"UK English Male\");\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>160725 She&#8217;s my Santa Maria Girl Well I took a chance, on a dating site On a Friday-I-ay-I-ay And when she walked in, she was dynamite On a summer day-I-ay-I-ay She was lots of fun, such a pretty girl And I felt right then, I would take a whirl I can tell you friends, I &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2016\/07\/25\/160725\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">160725<\/span><\/a><\/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":[128,7,77,26],"class_list":["post-1743","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rhymes","tag-dating","tag-jean","tag-love","tag-song"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1743"}],"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=1743"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1743\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1744,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1743\/revisions\/1744"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1743"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1743"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1743"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}