L Milton Hankins Poet Epitaph

Death By Dynamite

Here lie the few remains of John M. Kyte
He lit a cigarette with a stick of dynamite
[His body was blown to smithereens]
Parts of him were scattered over the county
For which retrieval insured a hefty bounty. 

Written November 29, 2022

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Charles Messina November 30, 2022 at 3:48 AM Now John can audition for the roll in the new Munster's movie..."Hand" of course it would be the one he didn't light the dynamite with (lol) L Milton Hankins November 30, 2022 at 8:59 AM (chuckling) Thanks, Charlie. A splendid idea!

Joanna Daniel November 30, 2022 at 1:41 AM He sure had a great blast even in death, Milt:) a fun epitaph:) L Milton Hankins November 30, 2022 at 9:00 AM Yep, he sure did, Jo.

Gershon Wolf November 29, 2022 at 8:17 PM Smoking was a real blast for John M! L Milton Hankins November 29, 2022 at 8:46 PM Like I always say, "Sooner or Later that smokin' gonna get ya."

Sally Eslinger November 29, 2022 at 2:55 PM Oh goodness! I’ll bet they found the cigarette filter faster than the body parts… please pardon my saying, This is a poem that starts easily enough but ultimately has an explosive impact. Quite unforgettable. Yikes! L Milton Hankins November 29, 2022 at 4:12 PM So true, Sally. I'm glad you got a kick out of it!

Tom Cunningham November 29, 2022 at 2:18 PM Lol poor John went out with a bang. Tom L Milton Hankins November 29, 2022 at 4:12 PM Indeed! I don't think he expected this at all! But, fgs, what was he thinking???