Author: Epitaph Page 23

No doctor ever physicked me, was never near my side. But when fever came I thought of the name, and that was enough – I died.

Here lies Gilles – Used no net, knew no fear, made mis-step, wound up here

Here lies Scott Jacobson – Who came upon an evil lich, he didn't even think to run, and ended up in this ditch

I came I know not whence, I go I know not whither.

Owen Moore, gone away. Owin' more, than he could pay

Here lies old Rastus Sominy – died a-eating hominy, In 1859 anno domini

Of him within, nought e'er gratis was had, that you read this so cheap now makes him sad.

DOUBT – Martha Mae “Take the back roads!” • Bill – “It’s five o’clock somewhere!”

Bill Blake – was hanged by mistake.

Here lies Matthew Mudd, Death did him no hurt; when alive he was Mudd, but now he's only dirt

Here lies Barnard Lightfoot Who was accidentally killed in the 45th year of his age. This monument was erected by his grateful family.

I told you so, you damned fools.

Here lies the body of John Smith. Buried in the cloisters. If he don't jump at the last trump, call, Oysters!

Here lies Arnel. ‘You should see the other guy.’

See, I told you I was SICK!

Here lies old twenty five per cent. The more he had the more he lent. The more he had the more he craved, great God, can his poor soul be saved?

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

This is on me.

I've finally stopped getting dumber.

They were two living sisters, who in this dust do lie. The very day Annie was buried Elizabeth did die.

Here lies the body of Lady O'Looney, Grand-niece to Edmund Burke, Commonly called "the sublime." She was bland, passionate, and religious. Also, She painted in water-colors. Also, She sent several articles to the Exhibition.