As the sky fell, the dazzling birds flitted off to sleep. Purple hues danced across clouds that acted as sheep for them to count.
1, 2, 3, all is quiet in the tree,
4, 5, 6, little birdies laying in a bed of sticks,
7, 8, 9, all so safe from that orange little feline.
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