She ran away from her home
She wanted so to go to rome
She packed her bag
And went With a train
And she even took a plan.
And then so close to her dream,
She made a choise so extream.
Rome was not the place to og
She found out even though
She would rater og to Pisa
And how did she pay for that?
Well, she used her mother’s visa
She went to the leaning tower
And picked up a yellow flower
She thought about it a Little bit,
Why was life so hard to fit?
She went out in the top of the tower
And it rained just like in a shower.
She couldn’t stand all the pain,
And dropped down whit the rain…