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Wednesday, January 12, 2005

Epitaphs

An epitaph is an inscription on a tombstone. Those below were carved many years ago. A tombstone seems an odd place for a joke.

ON ANN MAN
Here lies Ann Mann;
She lived an old maid
But died an old Mann.

ON OWEN MOORE
Owen Moore:
Gone away
Owin' More
Than he could pay.

ON MARY WEARY, HOUSEWIFE
Dere friends I am going
Where washing ain't done
Or cooking or sewing;
Don't mourn for me now
Or weep for me never:
For I go to do nothing
Forever and ever.


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