Tombstones

Headstones

Harry Edsel Smith of Albany, New York

Born 1903-Died 1942

Looked up the elevator shaft to see if the car was on the way down.

It was.

In a Thurmont, Maryland, cemetery

Here lies an Atheist

All dressed up And no place to go.

In a London, England cemetery

Here lies Ann Mann,

Who lived an old maid

But died an old Mann.

In a Ribbesford, England, cemetery

Anna Wallace

The children of Israel wanted bread,

And the Lord sent them manna.

Old clerk Wallace wanted a wife,

And the Devil sent him Anna.

In a Ruidoso, New Mexico, cemetery

Here lies Johnny Yeast.

Pardon me For not rising.

In a Uniontown, Pennsylvania, cemetery

Here lies the body of Jonathan Blake.

Stepped on the gas

Instead of the brake.

In a Silver City, Nevada, cemetery

Here lays The Kid.

We planted him raw.

He was quick on the trigger

But slow on the draw.

A lawyer's epitaph in England

Sir John Strange.

Here lies an honest lawyer,

And that is Strange.

John Penny's epitaph in the Wimborne, England, cemetery.

Reader, if cash thou art

In want of any,

Dig 6 feet deep;

And thou wilt find a Penny.

In a cemetery in Hartscombe, England

On the 22nd of June,

Jonathan Fiddle Went out of tune.

On a grave from the 1880s in Nantucket, Massachusetts

Under the sod and under the trees,

Lies the body of Jonathan Pease.

He is not here, there's only the pod.

Pease shelled out and went to God.

In a cemetery in England

Remember man, as you walk by,

As you are now, so once was I.

As I am now, you soon will be.

Prepare yourself and follow me.

To which someone replied by writing on the tombstone

To follow you I'll not consent

Until I know which way you went

From Boot Hill, in Tombstone, Arizona

Here lies Lester Moore

One slug from a 44

No Les

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