One Worry Leads To Another Worry

One worry leads to another worry seems true for to say
And worrying does never make your worries go away
Of those who like to complain few of wish to know
And the friends of the happy one in numbers grow
The grumblers never spread happiness whilst walking the street
Their sort i do never feel happy to meet
Since of their worries to me they like to make known
And i have enough of worries of my own
They do not live to grow old the worriers of the town
Some of them die of cancer others have a nervous breakdown
They suffer of poor health those beset by woe
Those who have big worries become their own foe
Laugh and the World laughs with you as a truism remain
Few do wish to know of those known to complain.