Here lies a woman who was always tired
For she lived in a place where help wasn’t hired
Her last words on earth were, “Dear friends,
i am going
Where washing ain’t done nor sweeping nor sewing
And everything there is exact to my wishes
For there they don’t eat and there’s no washing
of dishes….
Don’t mourn for me now, don’t mourn for me ever
for i’m going to do nothing for ever and ever…

Anonymous Epitaph