{"id":689,"date":"2009-08-20T21:16:42","date_gmt":"2009-08-21T04:16:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/?p=689"},"modified":"2010-05-09T09:36:10","modified_gmt":"2010-05-09T16:36:10","slug":"maybe-its-just-a-phase","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/?p=689","title":{"rendered":"Maybe It&#8217;s Just A Phase"},"content":{"rendered":"<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">My onion bagel once was full<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">A wond&#8217;rous glowing sight<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">But since I started eating it<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">It&#8217;s just been losing light<\/span><\/address>\n<address><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">I nibbled first around one edge<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">And much to my surprise<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">It turned into a gibbous ring<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">Before my very eyes<\/span><\/address>\n<address><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">The more I ate the more it waned<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">Which was a true depressant<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">I soon found I had nothing left<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">Except a fresh baked crescent<\/span><\/address>\n<address><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">Reluctantly I passed the final<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">Bite between my lips<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">Then spent the moonless night in tears<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"font-style: normal;\">Mourning its eclipse<\/span><\/address>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My onion bagel once was full A wond&#8217;rous glowing sight But since I started eating it It&#8217;s just been losing light I nibbled first around one edge And much to my surprise It turned into a gibbous ring Before my very eyes The more I ate the more it waned Which was a true depressant [&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":[96,52],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/689"}],"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=689"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/689\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1540,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/689\/revisions\/1540"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=689"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=689"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poemsaboutonionbagels.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=689"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}