REMARKABLE EPITAPH.
For the Table Book.
Frank Fry, of Christian Malford, Wilts, whose bones lie undisturbed in the church-yard of his native village, wrote for himself the following
“Epitaph.
“Here lies I
Who did die;
I lie did
As I die did,
Old Frank Fry!
“When the worms comes
To pick up their crumbs,
They’ll have in I—
A rare Frank Fry!”
The worms have had, in Frank, a lusty subject—his epitaph is recorded only in the Table Book.
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