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We all have a debt – To nature due – I've paid mine – And so must you.

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On the four husbands of Ivy Saunders: Here lies my husbands 1 – 2 – 3. As still as men could ever be. As for the fourth: Praise be to God He still abides above the sod: Abel, Seth and Leidy were the first 3 names and to make things tidy I'll add his – James.

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He called Bill Smith a liar

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Here he lies, James T. Carson. He blew up his wife and was hung for arson.

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“I See Dumb People”

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The children of Israel wanted bread and the Lord sent them manna. Old clerk Wallace wanted a wife, and the Devil sent him Anna.

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Charlie was a chemist, but Charlie is no more. What Charlie thought was H20 was H2SO4.

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Scotty… beam me up!

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HA! HA! I’m Pushing Up Daisies!!!

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Sacred To the Memory of LEWIS WICKS, who was killed on Thursday the 4, Oct. at 2 O'ck. P.M. by a waggon loaded with hay running over his brest. AD.1821 AE 56 years 3 mo. & 4 d's. who has left an affectionate Consort, and numerous friends to lament his loss.

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Planted here beneath sod. At peaceful rest lies brother Claude

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Here lies the body of Thomas Kemp, Who lived by wool and died by hemp

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Uncle Walter Loved To Spend. He Had No Money in the End. But with Many a Whiskey and Many a Wife, He Really Did Enjoy His Life.

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DEADMAN

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The dame that rests beneath this tomb, had Rachel's beauty, Leah's fruitful womb, Abigail's wisdom, Lydia's faithful heart, Martha's just care, and Mary's better part.

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I told you so, you damned fools.

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Alass Frend Joseph, His End was Almost Sudden, as thou the mandate came express from heaven his foot it slip and he did fall help, help he cries & that was all.

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Here, reader, turn your weeping eyes, My fate a useful moral teaches; The hole in which my body lies Would not contain one half my speeches

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Moses White. His grand excellence was that he was genuine.

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Here lies Salvino Armalo D'Armati of Florence, the inventor of spectacles. May God pardon his sins!

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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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