{"id":3727,"date":"2016-07-25T11:24:47","date_gmt":"2016-07-25T09:24:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ingcredible.nl\/log\/?p=3727"},"modified":"2016-07-15T11:53:28","modified_gmt":"2016-07-15T09:53:28","slug":"leuke-gedichten-uit-de-bundel","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ingcredible.nl\/log\/?p=3727","title":{"rendered":"Leuke gedichten uit de bundel"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Het is al zeker 10 jaar <a href=\"http:\/\/www.ingcredible.nl\/log\/?p=1313\">geleden<\/a> dat ik hier gedichtjes liet zien uit het boekje &#8220;Hier ligt Poot. Hij is dood&#8221;. <!--more--><\/p>\n<p>Ik vond het weer eens tijd om er weer een aantal te laten lezen en dus ook af en toe een leuk gedichtje te laten lezen in de toekomst. <\/p>\n<p>Op een merrie  &#8211;   Kees Stip<\/p>\n<p>Een mooie merrie te Maasbracht<br \/>\nvervaardigde haast elke nacht<br \/>\nmet hoefjes, want ze had geen handjes,<br \/>\neen lange nachtjapon met kantjes.<br \/>\nMaar &#8217;s morgens in galop of draf<br \/>\nliep ze de kantjes er weer af.<\/p>\n<p>En Kees Stip schreef wel <a href=\"http:\/\/www.ingcredible.nl\/log\/?p=1240\">meer<\/a> ode&#8217;s aan dieren:<\/p>\n<p>Op een veenmol  &#8211; Kees Stip<\/p>\n<p>Vroeg met een veenmol uit Slagharen:<br \/>\n&#8221; Wat deed u in de oorlogsjaren? &#8221;<br \/>\ndan keek, hoewel de vraag hem stak,<br \/>\nhij fier de spreker aan en sprak<br \/>\nop hoge toon, hoewel geen hondse:<br \/>\n&#8221; Toen was ik bij de bovengrondse.&#8221; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Het is al zeker 10 jaar geleden dat ik hier gedichtjes liet zien uit het boekje &#8220;Hier ligt Poot. Hij is dood&#8221;. <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/www.ingcredible.nl\/log\/?p=3727\">Lees meer&#8230;<\/a><\/p>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3728,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[40],"tags":[196],"class_list":["post-3727","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-media","tag-gedichten"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ingcredible.nl\/log\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3727","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ingcredible.nl\/log\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ingcredible.nl\/log\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingcredible.nl\/log\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingcredible.nl\/log\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3727"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingcredible.nl\/log\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3727\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3729,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingcredible.nl\/log\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3727\/revisions\/3729"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingcredible.nl\/log\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/3728"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ingcredible.nl\/log\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3727"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingcredible.nl\/log\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3727"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingcredible.nl\/log\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3727"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}