{"id":102626,"date":"2021-06-27T07:58:35","date_gmt":"2021-06-27T11:58:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=102626"},"modified":"2021-06-27T07:59:21","modified_gmt":"2021-06-27T11:59:21","slug":"archeo-cheesi-ology","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/archeo-cheesi-ology\/","title":{"rendered":"Archeo-cheesi-ology"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Oh, jeez!<\/p>\n<p>Chester po<em>emma<\/em>tized about some cheese.<\/p>\n<p>Of which my daughter, Emma, would be mighty pleased;<\/p>\n<p>She\u2019s an archeologist\u2014who consumes history with ease\u2014<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Whenever a group works on a dig,<\/p>\n<p>If they find a bit, they flip their wig,<\/p>\n<p>Bits, or 30-pounder big!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The older the better,<\/p>\n<p>Gouda or cheddar,<\/p>\n<p>Wheel, wedge, or ball\u2014<\/p>\n<p>None go to waste. Uh, can I have a taste?<\/p>\n<p>They gobble them all.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Velveeta out in Cairo, in a three-sided box;<\/p>\n<p>Cream cheese in Jerusalem, with bagels and lox;<\/p>\n<p>From Milan to Uzbekistan; Feta down to Whiz\u2014<\/p>\n<p>What you dig, you get to chow; that\u2019s just the way it is!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Pompeiian Piazzos to Rome\u2019s rubble ruins<\/p>\n<p>Cheeses are the thing they dig, and heavily pursue \u2018em<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Because, of course, it has survived, in a perfect state of aged,<\/p>\n<p>And now it\u2019s been disturbed, it will soon decay.<\/p>\n<p>Sometimes they find them crunchy,<\/p>\n<p>Or covered in blue mold;<\/p>\n<p>No matter who, how blue\u2014who knew?! even how old,\u2014<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>So, nibble what you can, from Scottish moor and bog,<\/p>\n<p>From mountain top and villa; from desert sand to slog,<\/p>\n<p>As archeology goes, it can\u2019t be very long,<\/p>\n<p>Til all the old-old-older cheese gets dug up and gone!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Oh, jeez! Chester poemmatized about some cheese. Of which my daughter, Emma, would be mighty pleased; She\u2019s an archeologist\u2014who consumes history with ease\u2014 &nbsp; Whenever a group works on a dig, If they find a bit, they flip their wig, Bits, or 30-pounder big! &nbsp;&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":564,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-102626","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102626","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/564"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=102626"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102626\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":102639,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102626\/revisions\/102639"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=102626"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=102626"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=102626"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}