Hare of the dog that barked at me
Byting at the bark of the logic tree
The nybbled octet leaves a thirst
And half the bits he had at first.
The dog that bytes a rabbit's foot
May grow to rue the foot he bit
No lucky logic keeps the hare
From growing in the easy chair.
The rabid need for parity
Discourages prosperity
A packet sent should be ignored
No matter where the bits are stored.
FIDESSA.
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6 hours ago
Bryllyg and not at all slythy!
ReplyDeleteThe nybbled octet was clearly under a hex.
Now you've got me thinking about the legendary gyre tove, and how many it would take to make a team. Baseball, not horses. Base 16 baseball. Oh no.
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