Anna Fell Down a Flight of Stairs

Anna was walking late one night,

Hunting for some food to bite

But she fell down a simple flight

Of stairs that truly were a sight


They found Anna the following day,

She was lying there, cold and grey

Her pulse was gone, to their dismay

Away she went, to heaven, to play




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