Humorous Epitaphs. ( from mamarocks) Here lies the body of our Anna Done to death by a banana It wasnt the fruit that laid her low But the skin of the thing That made her go. Here lies the father of 29 There would have been more But he didnt have time. Here lies my wife Here let her lie Now she has peace And so do I Here lies Ned There is nothing more to be said Because we like to speak well of the dead. Here lies Lester Moore, Four slugs from a forty-four. No Les, No Moore. In loving memory of Ellen Shannon, aged 25, Who was accidentally burned March 21, 1870, By the explosion of a lamp filled with R.E. Danforths Non-explosive burning fluid. Here lies an atheist, All dressed up and, No place to go. Here lays Butch, We planted him raw. He was quick on the trigger, But slow on the draw. In Memory of Beza Wood Departed this life Nov. 2, 1837 Aged 45 yrs. Here lies one Wood Enclosed in wood One Wood within another. The outer wood is very good: We cannot praise the other. Ann Mann Here lies Ann Mann, Who lived an old maid But died an old Mann. Dec. 8, 1767 Harry Edsel Smith Born 1903--Died 1942 Looked up the elevator shaft to see if the car was on the way down. It was. Honey you dont know what you did for me, Always playing the lottery. The numbers you picked came in to play, Two days after you passed away. For this, a huge monument I do erect, For now I get a yearly check. How I wish you were alive, For now we are worth 8.5 (Actual epitaph of Elizabeth Rich, Eufala, Alabama) Under the sod, Under the trees, Lies the body of Bolivar Peas, Peas aint here, Only the pod, Peas shelled out and went home to God.
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