He might get cancer, or be hit by a bus, or God knows what.

In marine areas (sea cliffs), even stainless steel bolts and hangers corrode rapidly.

Left to my own devices, I'll spend hours staring into space, just thinking.

For she had a tongue with a tang, Would cry to a sailor, 'Go hang!' She loved not the savour of tar nor of pitch, Yet a tailor might scratch her where'er she did itch. Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang!