Subject: Epitaphs (Page 7)

Here lies interred Priscilla Bird, who sang on earth till sixty two. Now up on high above the sky, no doubt she sings like sixty too.

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The dust of Melantha Gribbling Swept up at last by the Great Housekeeper

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Factory Reject

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Here Lies Jane Smith Wife of Thomas Smith Marble Cutter: This monument erected by her husband as a tribute to her memory and a specimen of his work. Monuments of this style are two hundred and fifty dollars.

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Here lies – Johnny Yeast – Pardon me – For not rising.

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Father and Mother and I choose to be buried asunder. Father and Mother here, and I buried yonder.

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Here lies Dave Jordan – His last words were a shame… 'There's a light at the end of the tunnel'… Unfortunately it was a train

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This is the grave of Mike O'Day, Who died maintaining his right of way. His right was clear, his will was strong. But he's just as dead as if he'd been wrong.

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My father and mother were both insane – I inherited the terrible stain. – My grandfather, grandmother, aunts and uncles – Were lunatics all, and yet died of carbuncles.

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Slip McVey – He might a be here today – But rum, whisky an a bad gun – Put him away.

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Excuse my dust.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
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Here lies the wife of brother Thomas, whom tyrant death has torn from us, her husband never shed a tear, until his wife was buried here. And then he made a fearful rout, for fear she might find her way out.

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He looked for gold and died of lead poison

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… Here lies, returned to clay Miss Arabella Young, who on the eleventh day of May began to hold her tongue.

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Tabitha wife of Moses Fledger Aged 55 – We shall miss thee, mother (Job printing neatly done.)

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Ebenezer Dockwood aged forty seven. A miser and a hypocrite and never went to Heaven.

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Here lies James Dunn – he raced for the crossing but the train won

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Here lies the body of Detlof Swenson, waiter. God finally caught his eye.

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My sledge and anvil lie declined, my bellows too have lost their wind; my fire’s extinct, my forge decay’d. And in the dust my body’s laid: my coal is out, my iron’s gone, my nails are drove, my work is done.

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Let me out of here !!!

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John Summer – An English Teacher who Could not only Spell the word "Epitaph" correctly, But also knew what it means.

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