Help, I can't finish this!
Here lies the bones of another so called phophet
He ranted & raved & just wouldn't come off it
This forteller of doom
Went quietly to hiz tomb
and like the many before him
?
-fastone-
by hillary_step 33 Replies latest jw friends
Help, I can't finish this!
Here lies the bones of another so called phophet
He ranted & raved & just wouldn't come off it
This forteller of doom
Went quietly to hiz tomb
and like the many before him
?
-fastone-
is buried in my room
These are not original, but I thought I'd share them anyway.
Ginny
Here lies an Atheist
All dressed up
And no place to go.
Here lies the body
of Jonathan Blake
Stepped on the gas
Instead of the brake.
Here lies Lester Moore
Four slugs from a .44
No Les No More.
Some bones, some hair, some yucky goo
Within this narrow marble vault
Are all that's left of Prisca, who
Was highly skilled at finding fault.
He was well-known for his sad blue frown.
"The world would be a better place
Were I dead," he said--now in the ground
He grins a grisly smiley-face.
Famous last words:
"Just wait til next October 4th. You'll see." - YK
"You don't understand death? What's to understand, dummy?" - Farkel
"I guess I get to keep my screen name, now..." - waiting
"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! Bye everybody! Haha Hahaha!" - VeniceIT
"Damn... where's a vampire when you really need one?" - SlayerLayer
COMF
Ginny, another unoriginal:
Beneath this stone, a lump of clay
Lies all that's left of Franklin Mare
Who, too soon in the month of May,
Took off his flannel underwear.
COMF
Here lies the remains of You Know
Whose prophecies would ever flow
Each October he prayed
But the End was yet stayed
Till one year it was he who was laid low
Fee Fi Fo Fum
Here lie the Bones of an Englishman
No more with us, our Saloon bar mate’s
Now getting ‘em in at The Pearly Gates.
Do not think to mock or pillory
Mrs Step’s son, her youngest, Hillary
Who lies – not at rest - beneath your feet
He’s Jazzin’ to a heavenly beat
Here lies Farkle
His wit would sparkle
Truly a star postwriter!
He’s now chucklin’
and haunting Brooklyn
as a Watchtower ghost writer.
Not original:
"Wherever you go, let your wind go free; for it was the holding of a fart that was the death of me."
:-)
Pat
You guys have come up with some great ones! Good idea for a thread HS. I have to return the favor to my younger sibling, so here goes:
Here lies a troublesome little sis
Her older sibling she liked to piss
Many times was she heard to cry
"I don't know who did it, t'was not I"
A fibber she was, but Dana I will miss
think41self
Holy Flying Screaming Buddha, Batman!
Don't quit your day gig*, Think.
*dom spanky eggstrodinaire!