{"id":3793,"date":"2020-12-09T05:46:22","date_gmt":"2020-12-09T13:46:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/?p=3793"},"modified":"2020-12-11T05:46:40","modified_gmt":"2020-12-11T13:46:40","slug":"201209","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2020\/12\/09\/201209\/","title":{"rendered":"201209"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/images\/2020\/201209.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>201209<br \/>\nMake it stop<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m going through a stage<br \/>\nWhere all I do is rage<br \/>\nI go from being kind<br \/>\nTo lost my fucking mind<br \/>\nI know I&#8217;ll do again<br \/>\nAnd maybe lose a friend<br \/>\nI wish that I could stop<br \/>\nBefore I blow my top<br \/>\nI try and cannot chill<br \/>\nInstead roll down the hill<br \/>\nInto an awful place<br \/>\nA rampaging disgrace<\/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(\"201209 Make it stop I\\'m going through a stage Where all I do is rage I go from being kind To lost my fucking mind I know I\\'ll do again And maybe lose a friend I wish that I could stop Before I blow my top I try and cannot chill Instead roll down the hill Into an awful place A rampaging disgrace\", \"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>201209 Make it stop I&#8217;m going through a stage Where all I do is rage I go from being kind To lost my fucking mind I know I&#8217;ll do again And maybe lose a friend I wish that I could stop Before I blow my top I try and cannot chill Instead roll down the &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2020\/12\/09\/201209\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">201209<\/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":[74,37],"class_list":["post-3793","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rhymes","tag-crazy","tag-friends"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3793"}],"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=3793"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3793\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3794,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3793\/revisions\/3794"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3793"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3793"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3793"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}