Only fall one I remember was one as far as I know she/they composed for me when I fell out of a pear tree and needed stitches. I can't remember all of it but as an attempt:

One day I climbed upon a tree
I slipped and fell and cut my knee
The cut was deep and full of blood
I ran down the garden, fell in the mud.
It really hurt, it was agony.
I wish I'd never cut my knee.

While I have no head for heights, she was generally easy going about such things and 2 brothers became very keen rock climbers.