Author: Epitaph Page 3

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

This we must own in justice to her shade, `Tis the first bad exit Oldfield ever made.

"Here lies my husband – what else is new"

Here lies the body of Jonathan Tilton, whose friends reduced him to a skeleton. They robbed him out of all he had And now rejoice that he is dead.

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

I would – rather be here – than in Texas.

For a good time, dig.

Here lies Slip Mcvey. He would be here today, but bad whiskey and a fast gun put him away

Tom Smith is dead, and here he lies, nobody laughs and nobody cries; where his soul's gone, or how it fares, nobody knows, and nobody cares.

This stone was raised by Frieda's Lord, not Frieda's virtues to record, for they are known to all the town. This stone was raised to keep her down.

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

Once I wasn't – then I was. Now I ain't again.

DEADMAN

The death angel struck Alexander McGlue and gave him protracted repose; he wore a checked shirt and a No. 9 shoe And had a pink wart on his nose. No doubt he is happy a-dwelling in space over on the evergreen shore. His friends are informed that his funeral takes place at precisely a quarter past four.

GELOW – Francis & Yvonne – On Vacation – Hold mail – Lived

This Ain’t Bad _____ Once You Get Used To It

Susan Tomkins here she lies, nobody laughs and nobody crys, where shes gone or how she fares nobody knows and nobody cares

I was Carolina Born – and Carolina bred – and here I lay – Carolina dead!

Here lieth the body of my lovely dear wife Anne, who plays the poker machines whenever she can.

On this marble drop a tear — Here lies poor Rosalind: All mankind were pleas'd with her, And she with all mankind.

Under this stone Lies Billy Joe Bob Stealing chickens Was his last job