{"id":2128,"date":"2016-03-11T15:19:15","date_gmt":"2016-03-11T23:19:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/?p=2128"},"modified":"2016-10-04T15:20:49","modified_gmt":"2016-10-04T22:20:49","slug":"160311","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2016\/03\/11\/160311\/","title":{"rendered":"160311"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/images\/2016\/160311.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>160311<br \/>\nGone like rolling thunder<\/p>\n<p>They say good things come to their ends<br \/>\nI say goodbye to my card friends<br \/>\nNo more Star Wars or Burning Sands<br \/>\nSo much goodness held in my hands<br \/>\nNo more Doomtown or L5R<br \/>\nThe boxes went into my car<br \/>\nI hadn&#8217;t played these games in years<br \/>\nBut all packed up, I fought back tears<br \/>\nWhen I did play, I had a blast<br \/>\nThose memories will have to last<br \/>\nIt had to come, this mournful day<br \/>\nThe card games have all gone away<\/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(\"160311 Gone like rolling thunder They say good things come to their ends I say goodbye to my card friends No more Star Wars or Burning Sands So much goodness held in my hands No more Doomtown or L5R The boxes went into my car I hadn\\'t played these games in years But all packed up, I fought back tears When I did play, I had a blast Those memories will have to last It had to come, this mournful day The card games have all gone away\", \"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>160311 Gone like rolling thunder They say good things come to their ends I say goodbye to my card friends No more Star Wars or Burning Sands So much goodness held in my hands No more Doomtown or L5R The boxes went into my car I hadn&#8217;t played these games in years But all packed &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2016\/03\/11\/160311\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">160311<\/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":[45,37,22,31],"class_list":["post-2128","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rhymes","tag-automobiles","tag-friends","tag-star-wars","tag-tabletop-games"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2128"}],"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=2128"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2128\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2129,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2128\/revisions\/2129"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2128"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2128"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2128"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}