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Mary Louise Anne Spencer Deligne

Here lies Mary Louise Anne Spencer Deligne She met her end where two roads align She couldn’t stop her diesel in time, Hit an eighteen-wheeler carrying lime Buried her here, she was in her prime Written March 19, 2022

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 3/19/2022 8:11:00 PM

You have a real knack for these epitaphs, Milt. Keep 'em coming -- the fictional ones, that is! Chuckle, gw

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/19/2022 8:20:00 PM

Glad you got a kick out of it, gw. I enjoy thinking them up.

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 3/19/2022 7:19:00 PM

Marvelous! You are ready to do these for funerals Hank!

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/19/2022 7:39:00 PM

Maybe. It would liven up some of them (no pun intended).

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/19/2022 3:42:00 PM

this is GREAT, Milt. Sure enjoyed it.

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/19/2022 6:08:00 PM

Andrea, I'm amazed at how many people really enjoy my epitaphs! They are something like limericks, but much easier than limericks to write for me. I have problems with the rhythm limericks require. Fictional epitaphs are so much fun. Thanks for your read and comment.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 3/19/2022 3:00:00 PM

Lol, these are a hoot Milton, it will get us all in the end so we might as have a laugh about it. Tom

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/19/2022 6:09:00 PM

Well, I certainly hope none of us hit a tractor-trailer truck full of lime! Thanks, Tom. Glad you enjoyed it.