Jodie Catherine Lynn Fox

Here lies Jodie Catherine Lynn Fox Slipped and fell in a patch of phlox Hit her head on a stone There she lay silent prone We put her remains in a new frocked box
Written June 2, 2022
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Krutsinger Avatar
June 6, 2022 at 12:07 AM
Frocked box; this is a great idea Hank! Ha!
Hankins Avatar
June 6, 2022 at 8:06 AM
Before I decided to be cremated, I always said I wanted to be buried in a frocked box! Why put all that money into the ground?
Wolf Avatar
June 2, 2022 at 8:11 PM
From phlox to a frocked box. She's as good dead as she was alive! lol. Love your elegies! :)
Hankins Avatar
June 3, 2022 at 8:54 AM
I'm not sure about that, gw. I didn't know her that well.
Chies Avatar
June 2, 2022 at 12:25 PM
man!!!! people should really install fun epitaphs on their tombs, a walk in the cemetery would have another meaning...
Hankins Avatar
June 2, 2022 at 12:35 PM
It would, indeed. I love the one that says, "I told you I was sick!" I think it might be Dorothy Parker, although several epitaphs have been attributed to her. Another funny one is "Gone, best forgotten" which is a twist on the expected. Thanks, Marco.
Bauer Avatar
June 2, 2022 at 12:25 PM
love the "patch of "phlox," milton! very funny...
Hankins Avatar
June 2, 2022 at 12:34 PM
I love those patches of pink phlox, but why do I find them funny. Why do they bring a smile to my face, even sometimes, a snicker?
Allison Avatar
June 2, 2022 at 11:40 AM
OUCH love the dark humour lol:-) hugs Jan xx
Hankins Avatar
June 2, 2022 at 12:36 PM
Glad you got a kick out of it, Jan. I love writing them when they happen to pop into my mind. You should write some.
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