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Playing a jazz solo at the grand piano<\/strong> behind the ferns<\/strong>, (This is a poem that is suppose to use five of eight listed words. I included all of them\u2014in boldface\u2014in this short verse)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Playing a jazz solo at the grand piano behind the ferns, He sang a sorrowful melody of his worldly concerns. As a lantern lights the beech, or a shoe shiner cleans boots, This player could never be in cahoots with the men in suits….<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":979,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-45310","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45310","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\/979"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=45310"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45310\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":45313,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45310\/revisions\/45313"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=45310"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=45310"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=45310"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nHe sang a sorrowful melody of his worldly concerns.
\nAs a lantern<\/strong> lights the beech<\/strong>, or a shoe shiner cleans boots<\/strong>,
\nThis player could never be in cahoots with the men in suits.
\nHis tune took away care as laughter<\/strong> lightened the air,
\nFilling the jars<\/strong> with dollars and making thoughts clear<\/strong>.<\/p>\n