{"id":1927,"date":"2025-04-07T21:25:48","date_gmt":"2025-04-07T21:25:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bobboydpoems.com\/love-is-a-phlebotomist\/"},"modified":"2025-04-07T21:25:48","modified_gmt":"2025-04-07T21:25:48","slug":"love-is-a-phlebotomist","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/love-is-a-phlebotomist\/","title":{"rendered":"Love Is a Phlebotomist"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When I had cancer about 3 years ago,<br>\nI had to have my blood drawn by phlebotomists<br>\nevery week for blood tests.<\/p>\n<p>The phlebotomists were always females,<br>\nand they marveled over my veins, as if my<br>\nveins were visual pheromones that were<br>\nmagnetically intoxicating to<br>\nphlebotomists of the female persuasion.<\/p>\n<p>Had I only known that when I was younger,<br>\nI wouldn\u2019t have wasted money on fancy<br>\nmen&#8217;s colognes like Paco Rabanne.<\/p>\n<p>I would have made it a point to hang out<br>\nwhere female phlebotomists did.<\/p>\n<p>I would have worn short sleeve shirts,<br>\nor long sleeve shirts rolled up to my elbows,<br>\nto advantageously show off my alluring veins<br>\nas a surefire way of wooing them for their love. <\/p>\n<p>Bob Boyd<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When I had cancer about 3 years ago, I had to have my blood drawn by phlebotomists every week for blood tests. The phlebotomists were always females, and they marveled over my veins, as if my veins were visual pheromones that were magnetically intoxicating to phlebotomists of the female persuasion. Had I only known that&hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/love-is-a-phlebotomist\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1927"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1927"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1927\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1927"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1927"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1927"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}