{"id":1409,"date":"2008-10-07T12:44:18","date_gmt":"2008-10-07T12:44:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=1409"},"modified":"2008-10-07T12:44:18","modified_gmt":"2008-10-07T12:44:18","slug":"james-morris-believes-st-happens","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/james-morris-believes-st-happens\/","title":{"rendered":"James Morris believes s**t happens"},"content":{"rendered":"

Shit Happens<\/span>
 <\/span>

Pervading the air<\/span>
In class today<\/span>
Fingers pointing every way<\/span>
 <\/span>
The chief suspect<\/span>
Protesting his innocence<\/span>
Was led away<\/span>
 <\/span>
But still the same smell<\/span>
Even worse,<\/span>
Who could it be?<\/span>
 <\/span>
Another search \u2013<\/span>
In the middle somewhere\u2026<\/span>
Sniffing the trail\u2026<\/span>
 <\/span>
Suddenly!!<\/span>
Unmistakable evidence!!!<\/span>
On his shirt tail<\/span>
 <\/span>
Led away too<\/span>
Just as The Innocent came back into the room<\/span>
Rightly indignant,<\/span>
 <\/span>
Protesting his innocence again<\/span>
To the Thai teacher, who<\/span>
Shrugged her shoulders,<\/span>
 <\/span>
Wafted him away,<\/span>
As if to say:<\/span>
\u2018Shit happens\u2019<\/span>


* James Morris now works as an English teacher in Thailand \u2013 hence the subject matter. And adds “The importance of being Ernest Dowson. My favourite poet. Died young because of delicate health.
Produced a few exquisitely delicate poems. Then pegged out. What more could you want?”<\/span>
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Shit Happens Pervading the airIn class todayFingers pointing every way The chief suspectProtesting his innocenceWas led away But still the same smellEven worse,Who could it be? Another search \u2013In the middle somewhere\u2026Sniffing the trail\u2026 Suddenly!!Unmistakable evidence!!!On his shirt tail Led away tooJust as The Innocent came back into the roomRightly indignant, Protesting his innocence againTo the Thai teacher, whoShrugged her shoulders, Wafted him […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1409","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1409","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1409"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1409\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1409"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1409"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1409"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}