{"id":56634,"date":"2019-06-23T05:55:50","date_gmt":"2019-06-23T09:55:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=56634"},"modified":"2019-06-23T05:55:50","modified_gmt":"2019-06-23T09:55:50","slug":"vengeance-of-the-goat-kind-hour-21","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/vengeance-of-the-goat-kind-hour-21\/","title":{"rendered":"Vengeance of The Goat Kind, Hour 21"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>There&#8217;s goat on the hill<\/p>\n<p>He does what he will<\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;s a bit of a pill<\/p>\n<p>But it&#8217;s chill<\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;s a grumpy old bugger<\/p>\n<p>Kinda mean motherfucker,<\/p>\n<p>But for a goat, that&#8217;s kinda run of the mill<\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;s a great mountaineer,<\/p>\n<p>Has a long billy beard,<\/p>\n<p>His eyes a wise yellow,<\/p>\n<p>Pupils square<\/p>\n<p>He eats near whatever<\/p>\n<p>From tin cans to cheddar<\/p>\n<p>Because he, as a goat, doesn&#8217;t care <\/p>\n<p>Behind a fence made of wire<\/p>\n<p>Tied up to tire<\/p>\n<p>The old goat spent most of his days<\/p>\n<p>But on a hot summer morning<\/p>\n<p>A terrible fire<\/p>\n<p>Engulfed the whole farm in a blaze<\/p>\n<p>So he chewed through the rope <\/p>\n<p>And ran from the flames<\/p>\n<p>Climbed up in the old gnarled oak tree<\/p>\n<p>He nimbly climbed out on one of the branches<\/p>\n<p>Hopped over the fence, and was free<\/p>\n<p>The silly old goat, <\/p>\n<p>Running free through the woods <\/p>\n<p>Stumbled over the the old whiskey still<\/p>\n<p>He drank all the whiskey<\/p>\n<p>So, feeling quite frisky,<\/p>\n<p>He returned to the farm on the hill<\/p>\n<p>The farmer was glad for the old goat&#8217;s return<\/p>\n<p>But saw in his eyes murderous glee<\/p>\n<p>With a snort, the billy goat lowered his head and butted him right in the knee<\/p>\n<p>The farmer fell down on grass half burnt and brown<\/p>\n<p>And the old goat ran away free<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There&#8217;s goat on the hill He does what he will He&#8217;s a bit of a pill But it&#8217;s chill He&#8217;s a grumpy old bugger Kinda mean motherfucker, But for a goat, that&#8217;s kinda run of the mill He&#8217;s a great mountaineer, Has a long billy&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":781,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-56634","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56634","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\/781"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=56634"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56634\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":56924,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56634\/revisions\/56924"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=56634"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=56634"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=56634"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}