[Gail White]

This thread is a hoot.

Jerome, drunken parsons are among the glories of Anglicanism.
Here's my favorite poem by the Rev. Robert Herrick:

Born was I to be old
And for to die here,
Afterward, in the mold
Long for to lie here.

But until that day comes,
Still I'll be bousing, (boozing)
For we know, in the tombs
There's no carousing.

[Gail White]

Further:

Carol Duffy
has the right stuff. He
who disagrees, take note,
is a male chauvinist shoat.

[John Whitworth]

Gail, thank you for the Herrick. Who could write an epitaph to him/herself like that? In fact it gives mew a idea for a new thread.

Shoat?

[Gail White]

shoat = piglet

I had to look up "pruinose" (in the new thread), too.