{"id":616,"date":"2014-07-23T12:50:31","date_gmt":"2014-07-23T19:50:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/?p=616"},"modified":"2021-09-20T13:57:24","modified_gmt":"2021-09-20T20:57:24","slug":"140723","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2014\/07\/23\/140723\/","title":{"rendered":"140723"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/images\/201407\/140723.png\" \/><\/p>\n<p>140723<br \/>\nTwo less lonely people<\/p>\n<p>It was six years ago tonight<br \/>\nWe met, and Jean was out of sight!<br \/>\nSet up on a crazy blind date<br \/>\nNeither knew that it would be great<br \/>\nShe&#8217;s the kind of woman, you know<br \/>\nThat you grab, and you don&#8217;t let go<br \/>\nThe kind you can&#8217;t stop thinking of<br \/>\nSix years gone, and I&#8217;m still in love<\/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(\"140723 Two less lonely people It was six years ago tonight We met, and Jean was out of sight! Set up on a crazy blind date Neither knew that it would be great She\\'s the kind of woman, you know That you grab, and you don\\'t let go The kind you can\\'t stop thinking of Six years gone, and I\\'m still in love\", \"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>140723 Two less lonely people It was six years ago tonight We met, and Jean was out of sight! Set up on a crazy blind date Neither knew that it would be great She&#8217;s the kind of woman, you know That you grab, and you don&#8217;t let go The kind you can&#8217;t stop thinking of &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2014\/07\/23\/140723\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">140723<\/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":[128,7,77,109,86],"class_list":["post-616","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rhymes","tag-dating","tag-jean","tag-love","tag-thought","tag-women"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/616"}],"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=616"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/616\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1902,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/616\/revisions\/1902"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=616"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=616"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=616"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}