Who said, “You can not take it” did not of course refer to a sense of humor.
Here is a list of real graves of derivative souls that clearly had more to say than the time to say, or of their close relatives, who would certainly have the last word:
On the grave of Ezekial Aikle in East Dalhousie Cemetery, Nova Scotia:
The Good The Young.
In an English cemetery in London:
Here lies Ann Mann,
who lived an old girl.
But an old man died.
8 December 1767
In a Ribbesford, England, cemetery:
The children of Israel wanted bread
and the Lord sent their manna.
Old clerk Wallace wanted a woman.
And the devil sent Anna to him.
Play especially in a Ruidoso, New Mexico, cemetery:Does not
Memory of an accident in a Uniontown, Pennsylvania cemetery:
Here lies the body of Jonathan Blake
Step on the gas
instead of the brake.
In a Silver City, Nevada, cemetery:
Here lies Butch,
we planted him raw.
He was fast on the trigger,
but slowly on the draw.
A widow wrote this epistle in a Vermont cemetery:
Holy to the memory of my husband John Barnes
who died on January 3, 1803.
His lovely young widow, 23 years old, has many qualifications from a good
wife and wants to be comforted.
An Attorney’s Tomb in England:
Sir John Strange
Here’s an honest attorney,
and it’s strange.
Someone decided to be anonymous in Stowe, Vermont:
I was somebody.
Who is not a business
Lester Moore was a Wells Fargo station agent for Naco, Arizona in the cowboy days of the 1880s. He was buried at the Boot Hill Cemetery in Tombstone, Arizona:
Here lies Lester Moore
Four Snails of a .44
No Les No More.
In a Georgian cemetery:
“I told you I was sick!”
John Penny’s graveyard in Wimborne, England, cemetery:
Reader as cash you are.
In the will of a
Count 4 feet deep.
And you’ll find a Penny.
On the Margaret Daniels grave at the Hollywood cemetery Richmond, Virginia:
She always said
her feet killed her,
but nobody believed her.
In a cemetery in Hartscombe, England:
On June 22
– Jonathan Fiddle –
Anna Hopewell’s grave in the Enosburg Falls, Vermont has a graph that sounds like something from a Three Stooges movie:
Here’s the body of our Anna
killed by a banana.
It was not the fruit that lay her low.
But the skin of the thing that let her go.
Here’s more fun especially this time with Owen Moore in Battersea, London, England:
than he could pay.
Someone in Winslow, Maine does not like Mr. Wood:
In the memory of Beza Wood,
this living room took place on
November 2, 1837,
45 years old.
Here’s one Wood
The outer wood
is very good:
we can not praise
On a grave from the 1880s in Nantucket, Massachusetts:
Theunder the soot and under the trees
body of Jonathan Pease.
He is not here, there are only the pods:
Peas poured out and went to God.
The grave of Ellen Shannon in Girard, Pennsylvania, is almost a consumer tip:
happened on March 21, 1870,
by the explosion of a lamp
filled with “RE Danforth’s
This is Harry Edsel Smith of Albany, New York.
Born 1903-Death 1942
Raised the elevator to see if the car was on its way.
In a Thurmont, Maryland, cemetery:
Here is an Atheist
and no place to go.
But does he make house calls? Dr Fred Roberts, Brookland, Arkansas:
Office Now Ahead