{"id":2687,"date":"2025-09-20T22:19:53","date_gmt":"2025-09-20T22:19:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bobboydpoems.com\/16565-2\/"},"modified":"2025-09-20T22:19:53","modified_gmt":"2025-09-20T22:19:53","slug":"16565-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/16565-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Crapshoot World"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Only sixteen, she cashiered at a drugstore<br>\nIn Burlington, Massachusetts after school.<br>\nHer sweet uncommonly pretty look enthralled.<br>\nHer voice, soft as cotton candy, mesmerized<br>\nI would have liked to have gotten to know her<br>\nBut cruel Fate took her life at only sixteen<br>\nCrossing the street in front of the drugstore<br>\nA reckless driver and her life was over<br>\nSo unfair on this earth so many die young<br>\nAnd often suffer senseless terrible deaths<br>\nIt saddens my heart and makes me wonder why<br>\nSo many lives are cut short in awful ways<br>\nMaybe just random deaths in this crapshoot world.<\/p>\n<p>Bob Boyd<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Only sixteen, she cashiered at a drugstore In Burlington, Massachusetts after school. Her sweet uncommonly pretty look enthralled. Her voice, soft as cotton candy, mesmerized I would have liked to have gotten to know her But cruel Fate took her life at only sixteen Crossing the street in front of the drugstore A reckless driver&hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/16565-2\/\">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":[3],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2687"}],"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=2687"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2687\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2687"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2687"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2687"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}