Author: Epitaph Page 23

"May ye be in heaven an hour before the devil knows you're dead"

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Here lies Lester Moore. Four slugs from a .44. No Les, no more.

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Here lies William Green, who died in Manchester, Sept. 18, 18__. Had he lived, he would have been buried here.

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Here lies the body of Samuel Proctor, who lived and died without a doctor.

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Stranger pause and shed a tear, for Mary Jane lies buried here. Mingled in a most surprising manner with Susan, Marie and portions of Hannah.

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Never born, Never died: visited the planet earth between December 11, 1931 and, January 19, 1990.

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I'm in on a plot.

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Two great physicians first, my Loving husband tried, to cure my pain, in vain. At last he got a third, and then I died.

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Here Lies Joyce, She'd rather not, But no choice.

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Here I lie, taken from life.

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

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Robert Phillip, gravedigger: Here I lie at the Chancel door; Here lie I because I am poor; The farther in the more you pay; Here I lie as warm as they.

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Well this was fun, let's dit again sometime.

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Smart Humorous, Irreverent Tormented – Justin Arthur Frank, M.D. March 22, 1908 – January 20, 1986

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H. L. Mencken 1880 – 1956 – If after I depart this vale you ever remember me and have thought to please my ghost, forgive some sinner, and wink your eye at some homely girl

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Accidentally shot as a mark of affection by his brother. After life's fever, I sleep well.

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Now Go Away and Leave Me Alone

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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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Here lies the body of Molly Dickie, the Wife of Hall Dickie, tailor

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Here lies the bones of Eichard Lawton – Whose death alas I was strangely brought on. – Trying his corns one day to mow off. – His razor slipped and cut his toe off. – His toe or rather what it grew to, – An inflimation quickly flew to. – Which took alas to mortifying – And was the cause of Eichards dying.

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Sacred to twins Charlie and Varlie. Sons of loving parents who died in infancy.

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