[Marion Shore]

Originally Posted by Michael Cantor

Here we go - four pages of them from a 2007 thread (and a surprising number are personal epitaphs -even facing death, we appear to be obsessed with ourselves.)

http://www.ablemuse.com/erato/showth...hlight=epitaph

Behold this decomposing verse
torn from its archived plot--
Perhaps we would be none the worse
had it been left to rot.



Uh oh. Here we go again!


Here lies an aging Boomer;
his ponytail was grey.
He warned his kids against the things
he once did every day.

And though he drove a Beemer,
we trust he rose on high
in a painted Bug to that
soul picnic in the sky.