113: Grave1 (Carly)
Here lies Carly, the information minister,
who died under circumstances sinister.
114: Grave2 (Gary)
Here lies Gary who choked on a canary.
115: Grave3 (Amy)
Here lies Amy. Or maybe she lies somewhere else... she could never make up her mind on anything.
116: Grave4 (Bill)
Bill worked too hard.
Now he's resting in the yard.
117: Grave5 (Matthew Crump)
Here lies Matthew Crump, went dragon hunting a man, came back a stump
118: Grave6 (Sir Rand)
Here lyeth the body of Sir Rand
He fed on the fat of a lamb
Slipping on its biscuit
His head doth twisted
Now only the worms will kiss it
119: Grave7 (Scott)
Here is the plot
Of our friend Scott,
He guessed it was a pig he bought,
"That's no pig, it's far too big,
And it has fangs!"
Was his last thought.
120: Grave8 (his bones)
Six feet under you'll find his bones.
121: Grave9 (Jennifer)
Here lies Jennifer
our beloved bringer of donuts
lost but not forgotten
122: Grave10 (Jim)
Poor Jim lies in this Sepulture, His misfortune plain to see
While wandering in the wilderness, He came upon a tree
The view atop magnificent, For miles all around
But it grew dark, and like a lark, Jim took the short way down
123: Grave11 (Richard)
Here lies Richard cold and dead.
A big metal plate bonked him on the head.
124: Grave12 (Vaden)
Here lies Master Vaden
His body is a wreck
Buried as we found him
Hands round Bonners neck.
125: Grave13 (Brian)
Behold, Brian's last plot.
126: Grave14 (Jana)
Here lies Jana, in [her] time of dying.
Hear the rustin' rivers call, and the wind is cryin'.
127: Grave15 (Mikael)
skild of cravt
sk�ld of old
a wintre dravt
lay Mikael cold
128: Grave16 (Kay)
We buried Kay on a rainy day,
sad to say she washed away
(rest in peace wherever you are)
129: Grave17 (Dave)
Here lies Dave, quite the knave.
A practical joke sent him to the grave.
130: Grave18 (Squire Bonner)
Here lies Squire Bonner
His shirt is clean and new
Buried straight and proper
His shirt was still askew
131: Grave19 (Roful)
Roful
132: Grave20 (Mao)
Mao
133: Grave21 (Lohl)
Lohl
134: Grave22 (Bob)
One last bone I want to pick;
it was this grave that made me sick.
-"Bob"
Here lies--
R.I.P.
137: Grave23 (Jim)
Here lies Jim,
Stuffed into a bin
138: dinastone (Dina)
Here lies Dina
Dumped in a grave
An innocent girl
Who refused to behave
250: Here lies Malcom (Malcom)
Here lies Malcom
251: dead mitch (Mitch)
Mitch got PK'd
402: mitchstone (Mitch2)
Mitch got pk'd.
409: ericstone (Eric)
Eric has left us, and gone where it's sunny.
Now we can spend and not worry about money!
410: jeanlucstone (Jean Luc)
Jean-Luc is gone, but to us he's not dead,
For in our storehouse we kept his head.
411: ninastone (Nina)
None so fair graced this arena
As the memory of our lovely Nina.
412: sethstone (Seth)
Here lies what's left of poor Seth,
Driven by a cat to his death
420: gregstone (Sir Gregory)
Sir Gregory went out one fateful day
And found himself a gazer's prey.
421: frankstone (Frank)
Frank is gone, he is no more
He saw his last American tour.
422: laurstone (Laurent)
Poor Laurent was out, just gathering moss
But lightning struck, and he is now a loss.
423: torstone (Torsten)
Alas, for Torsten, it is the end
Would that I had been his friend