The really are only ever two things to worry about in life: Whether you're sick, or well.
If you're well, there's nothing to worry over.
If you're sick, there is only ever two things to worry about: Whether you live, or die.
If you live, there's nothing to worry over.
If you die, you've really only ever two things to worry about: Whether it's to Heaven you go, or Hell.
If it's Heaven, there's nothing to worry over.
If it's Hell, you'll be so busy reuniting with old friends, you'll not have time to worry.
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At Fiddler’s Green, where seamen true
When here they’ve done their duty
The bowl of grog shall still renew
And pledge to love and beauty.
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