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. 
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 In a Thurmont, Maryland , cemetery:  
Here lies an Atheist, all dressed up and no place to go. 
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 On the grave of Ezekial Aikle in East Dalhousie Cemetery , Nova Scotia 
Here lies Ezekial Aikle, Age 102. Only The Good Die Young. 
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 In a London cemetery: , England 
Here lies Ann Mann, Who lived an old maid but died an old Mann. Dec. 8, 1767 
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 In a Ribbesford, England , cemetery: 
 Anna Wallace  
The children of Israel wanted bread, And the Lord sent them manna.  
Clark Wallace wanted a wife, And the Devil sent him Anna. 
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 In a Ruidoso, New Mexico , cemetery:
Here lies Johnny Yeast.. 
Pardon me for not rising. 
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In a Uniontown, Pennsylvania , cemetery
 Here lies the body of Jonathan Blake.  
Stepped on the gas instead of the brake. 
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 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.
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 A lawyer's epitap h in England :  
Sir John Strange. 
Here lies an honest lawyer, 
and that is Strange.
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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. 
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 In a cemetery in Hartscombe , England 
On the 22nd of June, 
Jonathan Fiddle went out of tune. 
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 Anna Hopewell's grave in Enosburg Falls , Vermont 
Here lies the body of our Anna, 
Done to death by a banana. 
It wasn't the fruit that laid her low,  
But the skin of the thing that made her go. 
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 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. 
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In a cemetery in England : 
Remember man, as you walk by,
 As you are now, so once was I 
 As I am now, so shall you be.
 Remember this 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.