If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. If turnips were watches, I'd wear one by my side. If "ifs" and "ands" were pots and pans, There'd be no work for tinkers' hands. Old rhyme
If we could count on eternal tomorrows,
We'd not give today its due.
If we could easily swallow our sorrows,
Joy would hold no value.
If we could always see the light, We'd not walk through the dark. If we could win every fight, No game would have quite the spark. If we always stayed ashore, The ocean's bounty wouldn't be granted. If we could live forevermore, We'd take each day for granted.
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