{"id":39,"date":"2009-01-19T22:11:00","date_gmt":"2009-01-20T05:11:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/?p=39"},"modified":"2010-03-10T07:18:33","modified_gmt":"2010-03-10T15:18:33","slug":"old-habits","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/?p=39","title":{"rendered":"Old Habits"},"content":{"rendered":"<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">I was blackout drunk,<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">and I surely stunk<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">of sweat and dirt and vomit<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">when I went to that joint<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">up at Downer&#8217;s Point,<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">hadn&#8217;t been there since Halley&#8217;s Comet.<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">But they knew me there<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">and they poured my share,<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">made it stiff as rigor mortis,<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">kept filling my cup<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">&#8217;til the sun came up,<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">and I rolled out like a tortoise.<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">Next thing I knew<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">I was coming to<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">in my ex- ex- ex-girlfriend&#8217;s apartment,<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">the sun shone unbearable<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">my head pounded terrible<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">like a fire at the fire department.<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">Still I gasped out her name<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">when I witnessed her frame,<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">stale and lifeless on the floor by the sink,<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">my onions were mussed<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">with fresh blood on my crust<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">and I thought <\/span>What&#8217;s my AA group gonna&#8217; think?<img loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/tracker\/300317138275289474-2653640219734704929?l=poemsaboutonionbagels.blogspot.com\" alt=\"\" width=\"1\" height=\"1\" \/><\/address>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I was blackout drunk, and I surely stunk of sweat and dirt and vomit when I went to that joint up at Downer&#8217;s Point, hadn&#8217;t been there since Halley&#8217;s Comet. But they knew me there and they poured my share, made it stiff as rigor mortis, kept filling my cup &#8217;til the sun came up, [&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":[78,42,39,76],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39"}],"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=39"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1523,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39\/revisions\/1523"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=39"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=39"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=39"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}