{"id":52305,"date":"2019-06-22T18:31:45","date_gmt":"2019-06-22T22:31:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=52305"},"modified":"2019-06-22T18:31:45","modified_gmt":"2019-06-22T22:31:45","slug":"charlottes-web","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/charlottes-web\/","title":{"rendered":"CHARLOTTE&#8217;S WEB"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>CHARLOTTE\u2019S WEB<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>From the tips of her extremities<\/p>\n<p>She spun her web of lies<\/p>\n<p>Delicately interwoven<\/p>\n<p>With many lows and highs.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>She lured them in so easily<\/p>\n<p>With her stunning looks and charm<\/p>\n<p>The lonely, sad and gullible<\/p>\n<p>Unprepared to face her harm.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>She took from them their dignity<\/p>\n<p>Their bank accounts and more<\/p>\n<p>She never dreamed there\u2019d come a day<\/p>\n<p>Someone would tie the score.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Befriended by another who<\/p>\n<p>Was on to Charlotte\u2019s game<\/p>\n<p>She eased right into Charlotte\u2019s world<\/p>\n<p>Her intentions were the same.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>To take from Charlotte all the things<\/p>\n<p>She had swindled from her pray<\/p>\n<p>And leave Charlotte empty handed<\/p>\n<p>Not knowing what to say.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Charlotte realized she\u2019d met her match<\/p>\n<p>From a chick as smart as she<\/p>\n<p>Which made the sting a little less<\/p>\n<p>She was set to let it be.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>But that web we call the internet<\/p>\n<p>Can deceive all in its wake<\/p>\n<p>Seems that Charlotte lost it all<\/p>\n<p>To the ones she had foresaked.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Try keeping your intentions pure<\/p>\n<p>When on the world wide web<\/p>\n<p>And when you find Charlottes and the like<\/p>\n<p>Then swat those spiders dead!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>CHARLOTTE\u2019S WEB &nbsp; From the tips of her extremities She spun her web of lies Delicately interwoven With many lows and highs. &nbsp; She lured them in so easily With her stunning looks and charm The lonely, sad and gullible Unprepared to face her harm&#8230;.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1220,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,13,1136],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-52305","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous","category-official-marathon-prompts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52305","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\/1220"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=52305"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52305\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":52312,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52305\/revisions\/52312"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=52305"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=52305"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=52305"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}