My version of a calaveras.
Here Lies Charles Suddeth
Charles Suddeth
His friends were very few,
But his enemies legion.
Neither woman nor wife,
Could tolerate his presence.
He never had a single buck,
Owed most everyone in town.
He might have once had family,
Bu nobody claimed him.
He made the ladies grin,
As soon as he left the room.
He’s gone to Hell for sure,
If the Devil claims him.
We’ll never forget him, Good, ole what’s-his-name.
C. T. Suddeth 
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