More jokes from the grave, epitaph musings 4

Following on from yesterday’s blog here are the epitaphs ‘jokes’ based on names:

Johnny Yeast. Pardon me for not rising.

Sir John Strange. Here lies an honest lawyer.
And that is Strange.

Lester Moore. Four slugs from a .44.
No Les No More.

John Penny. Reader if cash thou art,
In want of any,
Dig 4 feet deep
and thou wilt find a Penny.

Johnathen Fiddle. Went out of tune.

Arthur Haine. Haine hain’t.

Owen Moore. Gone away owin’ more than he could pay.

Ann Mann. Here lies Ann Mann,
Who lived an old maid
But died an old Mann.

Ezekiel Pease: Pease is not here,
Only his pod.
He shelled out his Peas.
And went to his God.

(it gets better tomorrow)

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