Six Sifters

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Six sieves of sifted thistle
Six sieves of unsifted thistle
And six thistle sifters
Sifted thistles
On a sunny
September day-
They cared not
For the prickles
They got
As they worked
Diligently away-
Now why the six sifters
Sifted thistles
May be a mystery
To you and me,
But they cared not
For what we thought
And continued
To sift away-
A Goldfinch
Snatched
A fair share by
Alighting softly
From the air
Within the heart
Of the flower-
The lovely blue head
Which was brilliant
Instead of landing
On the prickly coat's leaves
To then pull out
Some seeds, while
The six sifters
Still sifted
Diligently
On this sunny
September
Day, and
Will continue
To do so
Well maybe yes,
Maybe no,
You know,
To this very day
Within the country
Of Scotland
Where it has become
Their emblem
For it saved
Some men
By pricking
An enemies
Toes, or so
The legend
Goes.

Inspired by a tongue twister within a children's book about fairies, I extended it into a poem, aiming to make a song out of it with Riffusion's help. I was curious how the AI would handle it, plus the fun this kind of song may create for listeners, especially if they tried to sing it. Funny thing is, AI did stumble once on the first try. : D
You may listen at the link below.
https://www.riffusion.com/song/9245bcda-a73c-4184-80e9-f00df015cf2f

Personally, I feel it is indeed a fun song, if I do say so myself!