{"id":2815,"date":"2018-08-01T12:18:09","date_gmt":"2018-08-01T19:18:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/?p=2815"},"modified":"2018-08-01T12:18:09","modified_gmt":"2018-08-01T19:18:09","slug":"180801","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2018\/08\/01\/180801\/","title":{"rendered":"180801"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/images\/2018\/180801.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>180801<br \/>\nRail to nowhere<\/p>\n<p>Sitting on a train<br \/>\nIn the driving rain<br \/>\nSearching for the perfect station<br \/>\nDon\u2019t know where to go<br \/>\nHope we get there slow<br \/>\nWaiting for my destination<br \/>\nEvery single place<br \/>\nWants to plead its case<br \/>\nEach town has a revelation<br \/>\nThough the people there<br \/>\nDo not seem to care<br \/>\nAll around this awesome nation<\/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(\"180801 Rail to nowhere Sitting on a train In the driving rain Searching for the perfect station Don\u2019t know where to go Hope we get there slow Waiting for my destination Every single place Wants to plead its case Each town has a revelation Though the people there Do not seem to care All around this awesome nation\", \"US 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>180801 Rail to nowhere Sitting on a train In the driving rain Searching for the perfect station Don\u2019t know where to go Hope we get there slow Waiting for my destination Every single place Wants to plead its case Each town has a revelation Though the people there Do not seem to care All around &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2018\/08\/01\/180801\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">180801<\/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":[29,56,50],"class_list":["post-2815","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rhymes","tag-ireland","tag-trains","tag-weather"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2815"}],"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=2815"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2815\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2816,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2815\/revisions\/2816"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2815"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2815"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2815"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}