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Lester Moor Four Slugs From a 44 No Les No More What am I doing? I'm talking to an empty telephone | ||
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Here lies the body of Mary Lee Died at the age of a hundred and three For fifteen years she kept her virginity Not a bad record for this vicinity | |||
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Here lie the bones of Elizabeth Charlotte Born a virgin, died a harlot. She was aye a virgin at seventeen A remarkable thing in Aberdeen. Here lies Charlotte She was a harlot. For fourteen years... (etc etc) | |||
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Get my pies outta the oven! ![]() |
My favorite is Benjamin Franklin's which sadly was not used on his actual grave: The Body of B. Franklin, Printer, Like the Cover of an old Book, Its Contents torn out, And Stript of its Lettering & Gilding, Lies here, Food for Worms. But the Work shall not be lost, For it will as he believ'd appear once more In a new and more elegant Edition Corrected and improved By the Author. The actual epitaph in Philadelphia: ![]() | |||
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The OP is from Tombstone. What am I doing? I'm talking to an empty telephone | |||
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