{"id":2084,"date":"2023-05-25T18:28:12","date_gmt":"2023-05-25T18:28:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/?p=2084"},"modified":"2024-01-25T00:12:33","modified_gmt":"2024-01-25T00:12:33","slug":"eating-sweets-through-the-midnight","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/2023\/05\/25\/eating-sweets-through-the-midnight\/","title":{"rendered":"Eating Sweets Through The Midnight"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\">Eating Sweets Through The Midnight\nJoseph Lore, '26\n\nI was in my dark childhood bedroom\nI under my heavy warm covers\nHead resting on a white cold soft pillow\nTrying to get into a deep comfy sleep\nUnder the bright midnight moon and stars\n\nThat horror movie from last night,\nJust kept getting inside my head\nSo I crawled quietly out of of bed,\nLike a slow and silent moving snail\n\nI tippy toed down ancient crackling stairs\nI trip down a couple dark broken steps\nOnto my knees and hands nervously\nThen moved through pitch dark halls\nStressfully trying not to get caught\n\nI finally bump right into the cabins of gold\nI quietly grip onto the cold metal handle\nOpening the squeaky old cabinet as slowly as sloth\nMy jaw drops open, seeing all the treasure of gold\n\nFaster than the speed of light,\nI reach in for some jawbreakers\nMy jaw barley shuting with handfuls of sugar balls\nA overwhelming amount drops out of my mouth\n\nSpilling and hitting everywhere like falling rain drops of colorful marbles\nJust Then loud platypus feet start rushing down the stairs\nI feel my mouth trumble when the figure appears\nThrough the pitch dark a four legged creature appears\n\nI have a stare down with my nutty dog\nAs I reach in for a long pixie stix\nThe size of a wild long rattlesnake\nMy dog starts to growl for a warning\nI take me hand back into my pajama pocket\n\nThen he walks back upstairs to his crate\nWith his tail wagging like he's the boss\nI then don't hesitate to reach into the cabinets of gold\nAnd stuff a long pixie stix down my throat\n\nBefore I know the kitchen light alarms on\nMy jaw drops open and a couple jawbreakers drop out\nMy parents eyeballing at me like a owl\nHiding behind them is my dog grinning and wagging his tail in evil laughter of joy<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Joseph Lore &#8217;26<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"full-width-single-post.php","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[55,9],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2084"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2084"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2084\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2085,"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2084\/revisions\/2085"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2084"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2084"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jdlitmag.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2084"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}