L Milton Hankins Poet Epitaph

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 March 19, 2022 at 8:11 PM You have a real knack for these epitaphs, Milt. Keep 'em coming -- the fictional ones, that is! Chuckle, gw L Milton Hankins March 19, 2022 at 8:20 PM Glad you got a kick out of it, gw. I enjoy thinking them up.

Caren Krutsinger March 19, 2022 at 7:19 PM Marvelous! You are ready to do these for funerals Hank! L Milton Hankins March 19, 2022 at 7:39 PM Maybe. It would liven up some of them (no pun intended).

Andrea Dietrich March 19, 2022 at 3:42 PM this is GREAT, Milt. Sure enjoyed it. L Milton Hankins March 19, 2022 at 6:08 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 March 19, 2022 at 3:00 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 March 19, 2022 at 6:09 PM Well, I certainly hope none of us hit a tractor-trailer truck full of lime! Thanks, Tom. Glad you enjoyed it.