Grave Humour (Epitaphs)A Poem by Woodyold collaboration with dear Marie. may she rest in peace.I-
The Dentist Jim Beam was the best of
dentists His work was known for its
brevity He cured decay, rot and cysts He’s now filling his last
cavity
(Marie’s
versions)
A.Jim Beam loved his picks and drill; Many a molar he did fill. Now his coffin, as you see, Is Jim's final cavity.
B. Jim Beam Did crowns
and caps Bridges and
braces. He pulled a
tooth if he had to; Saved it if
he could The years
dimmed his eyesight And
stiffened his fingers Reluctantly He put his
forceps and picks away And waited
for the final extraction. Now he rests In his
coffin; The last
cavity He will ever
fill.
II-
The Crossword Compiler Here lies the late George Tyler The famous crossword compiler He’s now here gathering moss Buried six down, nine across
(Marie’s
version)
George Tyler Famous compiler of crosswords Filled in his life's squares Now he sleeps peacefully Two
down Three
across.
III-
The
Fibber Here lies Graham Wibber The town’s biggest fibber He always lied at will And here he is lying, still (Marie's version) He never told the truth
IV-
The Doctor Here lies Doc. Whatshisname Who reached the
pinnacle of fame He found a cure But was not sure So he tried it. What a
bloody shame! (Maries version) Out in the east Texas town Wichita © 2016 WoodyAuthor's Note
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