{"id":124,"date":"2009-04-14T21:30:00","date_gmt":"2009-04-15T04:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/?p=124"},"modified":"2009-10-07T16:58:19","modified_gmt":"2009-10-07T23:58:19","slug":"the-struggle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/?p=124","title":{"rendered":"the struggle"},"content":{"rendered":"<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">quite often when i&#8217;ve ate my din<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">the folks i know won&#8217;t say <\/span>hello<\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">though i nod and wave they act like they&#8217;ve<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">never seen my face and away they race<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">leaving me alone to cry and moan<\/span><\/address>\n<address>what could it be that makes them flee?<\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">yet deep down i know with each burp i blow<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">that my bagel breath sickens them to death<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">yes my love of onion has me shunned and<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">all this scorn leaves me somewhat torn<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">should i change my flavor to gain their favor \u2014<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">or enjoy my food in solitude?<img loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/tracker\/300317138275289474-3328908460828946899?l=poemsaboutonionbagels.blogspot.com\" alt=\"\" width=\"1\" height=\"1\" \/><\/span><\/address>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>quite often when i&#8217;ve ate my din the folks i know won&#8217;t say hello though i nod and wave they act like they&#8217;ve never seen my face and away they race leaving me alone to cry and moan what could it be that makes them flee? yet deep down i know with each burp i [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[51,62],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/124"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=124"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/124\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1034,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/124\/revisions\/1034"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=124"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=124"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=124"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}