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                                           House Wife's Epitaph
 


                           Here lives an old woman who always was tired.
                            She lived in a house where help was not hired.
                            Her last words on earth were.
                            Dear friends I am goin where washin ain't done
                            Nor sweepin, nor sewin.
                            I'll be where glad anthems are ringing,
                            But having no voice, I'll be clear of singing.
                            Don't' mourn for me now,
                            Don't mourn for me never.
                            I'm going to do nothing
                            Forever and Ever.
                                                                Author Unknown

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