The Dogs of Parity

Lepus CanisHare 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.


  1. Bryllyg and not at all slythy!

    The nybbled octet was clearly under a hex.

  2. 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.