Seven Little Shichinintai
Seven little Shichinintai with a passel of tricks,
One met a wolf and then there were six.
Six little zombies and deaths to contrive,
Poison played with poison: then there were five.
Five little Shichinintai with killing for a chore,
One blew himself apart and then there were four.
Four little zombies on a murdering spree,
A miko shot her arrow; then there were three.
Three little Shichinintai who had lots to do,
One got sliced by a fang and then there were two.
Two little zombies having no fun,
Brother fought brother and then there was one.
One little Shichinintai left all alone,
He turned to dust; then there were none.
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AN: totally filked from the poem 'Ten Little Indians,' of course.