{"id":511,"date":"2013-09-06T21:20:04","date_gmt":"2013-09-06T21:20:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=511"},"modified":"2014-09-06T21:42:44","modified_gmt":"2014-09-06T21:42:44","slug":"an-endangered-species","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/an-endangered-species\/","title":{"rendered":"An Endangered Species"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"An Endangered Species\" width=\"660\" height=\"371\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/KisXpukA0RM?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>Once upon a time a phonebox<br \/>\nIn the days when I was young<br \/>\nWas the height of technology<br \/>\nAnd from where taxis were rung<br \/>\nOr worried mammys and daddies<br \/>\nBy youth out upon the town<br \/>\nA little palace from the rain<br \/>\nA place of universal renown&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>A place of advertisement<br \/>\nThat would be well known all right<br \/>\nFrom Get rich quick schemes to taxi numbers<br \/>\nTo numbers of ladies of the night<br \/>\nBut mobile phones have killed them off<br \/>\nThose phone boxes once so grand<br \/>\nNow the phone is in our pocket<br \/>\nAnd few kiosks today stand&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s nothing left of the olden days<br \/>\nTheir worth we don&#8217;t realise<br \/>\nEven the gurriers among the youth<br \/>\nWont have them to vandalise!!! <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Once upon a time a phonebox In the days when I was young Was the height of technology And from where taxis were rung Or worried mammys and daddies By youth out upon the town A little palace from the rain A place of universal renown&#8230; A place of advertisement &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[217],"tags":[755,65,677,756],"class_list":["post-511","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-cause-for-pause","tag-development","tag-life-2","tag-nostaligia","tag-phoneboxes","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-8f","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":313,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/as-if-a-pop-star\/","url_meta":{"origin":511,"position":0},"title":"As If a Pop Star","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"28th January 2012","format":false,"excerpt":"The African girls smiling, even from the eyes, And jumping, laughing screaming And I, apprehensive knew I wasn't But wished I was only dreaming. 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