Author: Epitaph Page 23

Here lies the body of Sarah Sexton – She was a wife that never vexed one. – But I can't say as much for the one at the next stone.

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

I started out in life with the idea, that the world had an opening for me. And it did.

I told you so, you damned fools.

I am woman here me roar. And boy did she.

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

This man when alive was a slave, but behold such is fate, having died he is equal in power, to Darius the Great.

The Lord was good I was lopping off wood – And down fell from a tree. – I met with a check that broke my neck – And so God lopped off me.

Faults I May Have – Being Wrong is Not One of Them

Some have children, others none, Here lies the mother of twenty one.

'Gone fishing', the sign said that hung upon the door. An Angel had put it there, God Was waiting on the shore.

Sacred to the memory of Major James Brush, Royal Artillery, who was killed by the accidental discharge of a pistol by his orderly…

Here lies Bryan Wilkinson – The doc said he'd be 'alright,’ Guess doc was all wrong

18 years a maiden, 1 year a wife, 1 day a mother, then I lost my life.

Ashes to ashes dust to dust, here lies George Emery I trust. And when the trump blows louder and louder, he’ll rise a box of Emery powder.

Here lies a man who while he lived was happy as a linnet. He always lied while on the earth and now he's lying in it.

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

Tired of this eternal buttoning and unbuttoning.

Tears cannot restore her –– therefore I weep.

When I am dead, I hope it may be said: His sins were scarlet, but his books were read.

Longest Live Burial World Record Attempt.