{"id":906,"date":"2013-10-05T21:05:14","date_gmt":"2013-10-06T04:05:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/?p=906"},"modified":"2017-09-07T11:19:46","modified_gmt":"2017-09-07T18:19:46","slug":"1005","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2013\/10\/05\/1005\/","title":{"rendered":"1005"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/images\/102013\/1005.png\" \/><\/p>\n<p>1005<br \/>\nBy his grotesque appendage<\/p>\n<p>I dreamed of Cthulhu last night<br \/>\nThe nightmare caused me such a fright<br \/>\nWhile sailing on the clear blue sea<br \/>\nHis tentacles reached out to me<br \/>\nCaught between terror and panic<br \/>\nHis pulpy head was gigantic<br \/>\nPart dragon and part crustacean<br \/>\nI cowered with trepidation<br \/>\nThe horror would not go away<br \/>\nHe ensnared me to my dismay<br \/>\nHe dragged me screaming for a mile<br \/>\nBack to his Cyclopean isle<br \/>\nI struggled &#8216;gainst his slimy hands<br \/>\nAnd dwelled not on his ghastly plans<br \/>\nDoomed by this unholy kraken<br \/>\nI hoped I would soon awaken<br \/>\nRemarkably a new day dawned<br \/>\nMy eyes opened and then I yawned<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s over now, I&#8217;ll be all right<br \/>\nI dreamed of Cthulhu last night<\/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(\"1005 By his grotesque appendage I dreamed of Cthulhu last night The nightmare caused me such a fright While sailing on the clear blue sea His tentacles reached out to me Caught between terror and panic His pulpy head was gigantic Part dragon and part crustacean I cowered with trepidation The horror would not go away He ensnared me to my dismay He dragged me screaming for a mile Back to his Cyclopean isle I struggled \\'gainst his slimy hands And dwelled not on his ghastly plans Doomed by this unholy kraken I hoped I would soon awaken Remarkably a new day dawned My eyes opened and then I yawned It\\'s over now, I\\'ll be all right I dreamed of Cthulhu last night\", \"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>1005 By his grotesque appendage I dreamed of Cthulhu last night The nightmare caused me such a fright While sailing on the clear blue sea His tentacles reached out to me Caught between terror and panic His pulpy head was gigantic Part dragon and part crustacean I cowered with trepidation The horror would not go &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2013\/10\/05\/1005\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">1005<\/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":[46,90,35],"class_list":["post-906","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rhymes","tag-bed","tag-colors","tag-horror"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/906"}],"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=906"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/906\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":907,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/906\/revisions\/907"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=906"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=906"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=906"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}