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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