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Here lies my dear brother Fred who passed in the prime of his life. By huffy old codger shot dead while shagging the codger’s young wife.
September 17, 2018
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Doll Avatar
September 23, 2018 at 9:04 AM
This is so funny. I can't stop laughing, Well done, John.
Gondolf Avatar
September 23, 2018 at 9:17 AM
Thanks, Warren, glad you enjoyed it. John
Moorman Avatar
September 21, 2018 at 12:33 PM
Correction to my initial response. I referred to the man as Uncle Fred only to realize it was your Brother Fred. Either way Fred is dead.
Gondolf Avatar
September 21, 2018 at 5:04 PM
Thank you, Curtis, I appreciate it. John
Moorman Avatar
September 21, 2018 at 12:30 PM
Your Uncle Fred is dead because it has been said, don't take a chance to wear another man's pants. Great poem! Congrats on your win!
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September 20, 2018 at 8:23 AM
Hahahaha - big congrats on winning with this hilarious gem! Hugs. Pandita
Gondolf Avatar
September 20, 2018 at 8:32 AM
Thank you, Pandita, glad I could give you a little laugh this morning. John
Cunningham Avatar
September 18, 2018 at 10:53 PM
Back with congratulations John. Tom
Gondolf Avatar
September 19, 2018 at 4:00 AM
Thanks, Tom.
Nicole Avatar
September 18, 2018 at 9:59 PM
Congratulations John, on your win. :) This made me smile. ~ Brandy
Gondolf Avatar
September 18, 2018 at 10:24 PM
Thank you, Brandy, I glad I could put a smile on your face. John
Haight Avatar
September 18, 2018 at 7:45 PM
Oh, too funny, John! Very clever! Congrats on your fine win. Sandra :)
Gondolf Avatar
September 18, 2018 at 8:25 PM
Thank you, Sandra, I appreciate it. John
Allison Avatar
September 18, 2018 at 2:46 PM
ha ha ha love it John, what a way to go though lol many congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx
Gondolf Avatar
September 18, 2018 at 3:10 PM
Thank you so much, Jan, I appreciate it. John
Gauthier Avatar
September 18, 2018 at 12:49 PM
That's supposed to be the best way to go! Congrats on your fine win, John.
Gondolf Avatar
September 18, 2018 at 2:58 PM
Thanks, Line, I appreciate it. John
Rowe Avatar
September 18, 2018 at 12:25 PM
A lot of dead Freds in this contest. This one at least died happy (presumably). Congrats on your top ten placement in my contest.
Gondolf Avatar
September 18, 2018 at 12:35 PM
Thanks, Jesse, I appreciate it and thanks for hosting the contest. John
Godwin Avatar
September 17, 2018 at 7:55 PM
Fred never fares well in schemes with dead. A cute one, universally so. Poetry hugs ... CayCay
Gondolf Avatar
September 18, 2018 at 6:06 AM
Thank you, CayCay.
Dietrich Avatar
September 17, 2018 at 5:32 PM
oh my hahaha
Gondolf Avatar
September 17, 2018 at 6:37 PM
Thank you, Andrea.
Bauer Avatar
September 17, 2018 at 11:37 AM
perfect! i love this one, john...
Gondolf Avatar
September 17, 2018 at 11:56 AM
Thank you so much, Ilene, I appreciate it. I was worried that humor might be a little too much on the naughty side. John
Nicole Avatar
September 17, 2018 at 10:56 AM
Oops!! He's been caught and now- he's dead. Hmm, I guess he won't do that again. :) Ohhh that's right, he can't. Lol. Something different from your pen, but different is good. Your thoughts brought a smile. ~ Brandy
Gondolf Avatar
September 17, 2018 at 11:14 AM
Haha, thank you, Brandy, this is for the humorous epitaph contest and this is the first thing that popped into my devious mind...at times I have a naughty side as well ;) John
Cunningham Avatar
September 17, 2018 at 9:52 AM
Mmm lol ,just deserts comes to mind. Good luck John. P.S hope its fiction
Gondolf Avatar
September 17, 2018 at 9:58 AM
Thanks, Tom, yes, this is fiction, just a humorous write for the contest. John
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