{"id":68169,"date":"2020-06-27T16:34:52","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T20:34:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=68169"},"modified":"2020-06-27T16:41:42","modified_gmt":"2020-06-27T20:41:42","slug":"emoji-poem-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/emoji-poem-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Emoji Poem"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cA tiger! A tiger!\u201d I yelled sprinting into my front yard where I found my little brother messing with the sprinkler.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo, I\u2019m not burning up with whatever is blowing up the world. I am telling you I saw a tiger in the woods just now. Yesterday, I went camping in that grove just past the evergreens and bedded down under that enormous oak tree. It was a gorgeous night under the stars, and when I woke up this morning, there he was!\u2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo what? I\u2019ve watched &#8216;Tiger King&#8217; a few times. That has nothing to do with this! Why are you still asking me questions? No, it wasn\u2019t a ghost tiger, you idiot! Stop it. Go look for yourself, if you really think I am pulling your leg.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo, you saw it, and now you believe me. Praise be!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHoly shit! It followed you home! I told you to run in a staggered pattern. You never listen to me. Give me your phone, I\u2019m going to text Mom. She&#8217;ll know what to do.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-68186\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/emoji-prompt-300x151.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"151\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/emoji-prompt-300x151.png 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/emoji-prompt-1024x516.png 1024w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/emoji-prompt-768x387.png 768w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/emoji-prompt-800x400.png 800w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/emoji-prompt.png 1080w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cA tiger! A tiger!\u201d I yelled sprinting into my front yard where I found my little brother messing with the sprinkler. &nbsp; \u201cNo, I\u2019m not burning up with whatever is blowing up the world. I am telling you I saw a tiger in the woods&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1448,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-68169","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/68169","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\/1448"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=68169"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/68169\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":68277,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/68169\/revisions\/68277"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=68169"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=68169"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=68169"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}