{"id":19487,"date":"2017-12-28T21:13:11","date_gmt":"2017-12-29T02:13:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=19487"},"modified":"2017-12-28T21:15:01","modified_gmt":"2017-12-29T02:15:01","slug":"worst-poem-ever","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=19487","title":{"rendered":"Worst poem ever"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Every year I honor December 28 because a terrible disaster on this day &#8212; the collapse of the Tay Bridge in Scotland in 1879 &#8212; led to a terrible disaster of an entirely different sort.  I am speaking, of course, of the infamous poem by William McGonagall.<\/p>\n<p><i>The Tay Bridge Disaster<\/i> is to 19th century poetry what <i>The Room<\/i> is to modern cinema.  McGonagall&#8217;s commemorative poem is so jaw droppingly inept that it is nearly transcendent.<\/p>\n<p><a href=http:\/\/www.mcgonagall-online.org.uk\/gems\/the-tay-bridge-disaster>Here is a link<\/a> to the poem in its entirety.  If you would like just a taste, I quote below the last few lines of this immortal misfire, which admittedly concludes with some very sensible advice:<\/p>\n<p><i><br \/>\nI must now conclude my lay<br \/>\nBy telling the world fearlessly without the least dismay,<br \/>\nThat your central girders would not have given way,<br \/>\nAt least many sensible men do say,<br \/>\nHad they been supported on each side with buttresses,<br \/>\nAt least many sensible men confesses,<br \/>\nFor the stronger we our houses do build,<br \/>\nThe less chance we have of being killed.<br \/>\n<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Every year I honor December 28 because a terrible disaster on this day &#8212; the collapse of the Tay Bridge in Scotland in 1879 &#8212; led to a terrible disaster of an entirely different sort. I am speaking, of course, of the infamous poem by William McGonagall. The Tay Bridge Disaster is to 19th century &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=19487\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Worst poem ever&#8221;<\/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":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19487"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=19487"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19487\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19489,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19487\/revisions\/19489"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=19487"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=19487"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=19487"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}