The How I die tombstones with pictures...

So I have the ability to forsee my own death! Or a couple different versions how... at least..... Its a blessing and a curse. And when these visions hit me I quickly write them down. Odd how they always rhyme but..... whatever. I guess its good to be ready for when that time comes....you know to explain the end in your own words... True its kinda morbid but I like to think, just maybe, these tombstones might help somebody.... somewhere....someday. How?     um.....   uh......    I have no idea?........just read em o.k...........

Tombstone #1

Here lies Steve Bailey

Who knew this day would come

Understood the leprosy he could no longer outrun

The funeral will be cheaper, the mortician did say

There'll be less and less to bury each and every day

Tombstone #2

Here lies a man who lived a wild life

Survived by the bed bugs that slept by his side

He wrote lyrics, loved sports, tried to see the world funny

But fell in the cage of a hungry zoo monkey

Tombstone #3

Poor sailor Bailey he's gone lost at sea

the sharks may have got him or hes sunk to the bottom

But to die in a speedo

Your never forgotten

Tombstone #4

The alarm didn't sound, he was running behind

he must race 20 blocks just to make it on time.....

so he weaved through the people, he darted down streets....

he jumped over benches all the while gaining speed.... 

finally he reached work, exhausted, and opened the door

And the building  exploded....... and Steve raced no more.....

Thanks for reading. Gotta run. 

Late for work.