Musings on data packet loss...
Camel Caravan
One Hundred camels in a caravan,
along the Silk Road their passage ran.
One camel was lost, Ninety Nine remained.
Did anyone care where the lost One ranged?
Ninety Eight camels from the oasis left,
Ninety Six arrived at their next spot for rest.
Another camel strayed, afar and some,
No one bothered their heads counting sums.
Here a One, there a One and soon there was None.
People wondered how it was done.
For no one, it seems, had the slightest clue,
Who's job it was, to count camel poo.
KimB 08 2023
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