{"id":998,"date":"2016-05-02T20:38:05","date_gmt":"2016-05-03T03:38:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/?p=998"},"modified":"2016-05-08T00:13:45","modified_gmt":"2016-05-08T07:13:45","slug":"160502","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2016\/05\/02\/160502\/","title":{"rendered":"160502"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/images\/2016\/160502.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>160502<br \/>\nI should masticate more<\/p>\n<p>If you are squeamish, I must warn<br \/>\nI&#8217;m going to write about poo corn<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s always there, it never leaves<br \/>\nJust seeing it gives me dry heaves<br \/>\nI&#8217;m not a dope, I&#8217;m not a fool<br \/>\nI don&#8217;t know why corn stays in stool<br \/>\nIt starts it&#8217;s life grown on an ear<br \/>\nAnd ends up coming our your rear<\/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(\"160502 I should masticate more If you are squeamish, I must warn I\\'m going to write about poo corn It\\'s always there, it never leaves Just seeing it gives me dry heaves I\\'m not a dope, I\\'m not a fool I don\\'t know why corn stays in stool It starts it\\'s life grown on an ear And ends up coming our your rear\", \"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>160502 I should masticate more If you are squeamish, I must warn I&#8217;m going to write about poo corn It&#8217;s always there, it never leaves Just seeing it gives me dry heaves I&#8217;m not a dope, I&#8217;m not a fool I don&#8217;t know why corn stays in stool It starts it&#8217;s life grown on an &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2016\/05\/02\/160502\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">160502<\/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":[40,53,17],"class_list":["post-998","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rhymes","tag-brownie","tag-food","tag-poo"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/998"}],"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=998"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/998\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1305,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/998\/revisions\/1305"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=998"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=998"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=998"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}