One old counting rhyme with twelve tongue-twisting verses has been equipped with twelve phosphorescent miniatures which transmogrify the nonsense lines-fun unto themselves--into utterly unintelligible pictures. Thus, ""Eight eminent Englishmen eagerly examining Europe"" become eight (skunk-colored) weasels disporting themselves among Grecian ruins. ""Nine nimble noblemen nibbling nectarines"" can be sorted, in turn, into nine bees--queen bees, maybe? And so it goes--a quickly dispensable dozen.