{"id":62957,"date":"2020-06-27T10:55:38","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T14:55:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=62957"},"modified":"2020-06-27T10:55:38","modified_gmt":"2020-06-27T14:55:38","slug":"well-duck-you-too-buddy-a-tanka-poem-hour-one","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/well-duck-you-too-buddy-a-tanka-poem-hour-one\/","title":{"rendered":"Well, Duck You Too, Buddy (A Tanka Poem, Hour One)"},"content":{"rendered":"<h3 style=\"text-align: center\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff\">Well, Duck You Too, Buddy!<\/span><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center\"><\/h3>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center\">If my phone were smart,<\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center\">then perhaps autocorrect<\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center\">would have learned by now<\/h3>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center\">the proper use of <strong><span style=\"color: #993300\">McPoop<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center\">is only to pass <strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">M<\/span><span style=\"color: #ff9900\">c<\/span><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">R<\/span><span style=\"color: #ff9900\">i<\/span><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">b.<\/span><\/strong><\/h1>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>(A tanka is a five line poem with the syllable count 5\/7\/5\/7\/7. This poem was inspired by true events. I once was trying to type the word &#8220;cool&#8221; while texting and driving and mistakenly typed &#8220;Ciio&#8221; instead. My phone, being the smartphone that it was, instantly replaced my typo with &#8220;McPoop,&#8221; a word that I had never in my life typed prior to that day. This poem also inspired by one of my favorite guilty pleasures, the ever so tasty mystery meat that makes up the McRib.)<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Well, Duck You Too, Buddy! &nbsp; If my phone were smart, then perhaps autocorrect would have learned by now the proper use of McPoop is only to pass McRib. &nbsp; (A tanka is a five line poem with the syllable count 5\/7\/5\/7\/7. This poem was&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1212,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,13],"tags":[3531,3530,3529,732],"class_list":["post-62957","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous","tag-autocorrect","tag-mcrib","tag-smartphone","tag-tanka"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62957","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\/1212"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=62957"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62957\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":63359,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62957\/revisions\/63359"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=62957"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=62957"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=62957"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}