{"id":2714,"date":"2025-09-24T03:00:18","date_gmt":"2025-09-24T03:00:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bobboydpoems.com\/gangsta-wannabe-brother\/"},"modified":"2025-09-24T03:00:18","modified_gmt":"2025-09-24T03:00:18","slug":"gangsta-wannabe-brother","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/gangsta-wannabe-brother\/","title":{"rendered":"Gangsta Wannabe Brother"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Everybody thought my older brother was the nicest guy.<br>\nThey didn\u2019t know he had a nefarious darker side.<br>\nHe had weaned himself on gangster movies.<br>\nHe always rooted for the bad guys and booed the cops.<br>\nHis main ambition in life behind his charming persona<br>\nWas to be a made man in the Mafia.<br>\nHe tried to sign up in big city Boston.<br>\nWas told because he wasn\u2019t Italian he couldn\u2019t join<br>\nBut could be an associate if he \u201cMade his bones\u201d<br>\nBy taking out a guy named Sal Marino on the North End.<br>\nThe hit must have gone badly wrong because<br>\nI never saw my gangster wannabe brother again. <\/p>\n<p>Bob Boyd<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Everybody thought my older brother was the nicest guy. They didn\u2019t know he had a nefarious darker side. He had weaned himself on gangster movies. He always rooted for the bad guys and booed the cops. His main ambition in life behind his charming persona Was to be a made man in the Mafia. He&hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/gangsta-wannabe-brother\/\">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\/2714"}],"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=2714"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2714\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2714"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2714"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2714"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}