Pete Seeger recorded it some long time ago and from nine it went:Ten tipsy tailors timidly torturing a terrified tit-mouse.
Eleven corinthian columns careening cautiously, closely contiguous to the covered catacoombs(sp?) of a catholic convent.
Twelve turbulent tom-tits, twittering tumultuously in the top of a tall tamarac tree.
and
Thirteen thirsty thespians thriftily thumbing through thirty-thousand theological theses.