She almost killed herself

On step one, she realized what she had done

On step two, there was nothing she could do

On step three, it hurt so much she couldn't see

On step four, she wanted to hit the floor

On step five, she strived to stay alive

On step six, her ribs were broken sticks

On step seven, she saw the gates of heaven

On step eight, she resigned to her fate

On step nine, she felt a chill down her spine

On step ten, she thought she'd never walk again

Then she hit the ground, and that was fine
Because she was still alive, though in much pain
So now she stays in bed and drinks her wine
Healing while beholding the constant british rain

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