Mad As A Hatter

Two Epitaphs for laughs

Here lies a man named Scott,

to thievery he was drawn.

Each time he stole, he was shot..

To his demise, he never caught on.

RIP Scott Free

Planted here beneath this stone,

Lies a man who made hats every day.

but the hats didn't drive him crazy..

The mercury made him that way.

RIP Mad Hatter

Reviews

[~VertoAtrum~]

Not sure it was the Mercury, I think it was just his natural charm :) This was a fun one to read.

[Krithika Raghavan]

Mad as a hatter~ good one there;-)

[Cwortknee]

Thanks!

[Jack Reaper]

ha that was just great.

[Cwortknee]

Thanks! It's crazy, I can't write a single humorous poem.. but when it comes to epitaphs, humors all I got. :P

[Jack Reaper]

[Jack Reaper]

is there a reason thats blank? i said something being too dark to be funny.. i guess WC agrees with me lol.

[Cwortknee]

Ha! I have no clue.. That's odd.. You think?