Network Working Group R. Merryman (UCSD-CC)
Request for Comments: 527 6/22/73
ARPAWOCKY
Twas brillig, and the Protocols
Did USER-SERVER in the wabe.
All mimsey was the FTP,
And the RJE outgrabe,
Beware the ARPANET, my son;
The bits that byte, the heads that scratch;
Beware the NCP, and shun
the frumious system patch,
He took his coding pad in hand;
Long time the Echo-plex he sought.
When his HOST-to-IMP began to limp
he stood a while in thought,
And while he stood, in uffish thought,
The ARPANET, with IMPish bent,
Sent packets through conditioned lines,
And checked them as they went,
One-two, one-two, and through and through
The IMP-to-IMP went ACK and NACK,
When the RFNM came, he said "I'm game",
And sent the answer back,
Then hast thou joined the ARPANET?
Oh come to me, my bankrupt boy!
Quick, call the NIC! Send RFCs!
He chortled in his joy.
Twas brillig, and the Protocols
Did USER-SERVER in the wabe.
All mimsey was the FTP,
And the RJE outgrabe.
D.L. COVILL
May 1973
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ODES
to the HOUSE
OF TATA
Reprinted
with permissions, September
2000
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- The Tata Sons guys were plotters,
- who feared they were victims of
squatters,
- so to WIPO they complained
- and Bodacious Tatas was restrained
- from showing pictures of the Tata
daughters.
by Bret
Fausett
Esq. extraordinaire
- REDUX
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- The Tata Sons guys were plotters,
- who feared they were victims of
squatters,
- so to WIPO they bitched
- Bodacious Tatas was ditched
- for showing their bodacious daughters
by Richard
Sexton
Killifish officionado
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- The UDRP needs exhibits,
- That compare DNS strings with big tits.
- Meanings profound,
- Versus lovely and round.
- The evidence makes us all half wits.
by Craig
Simon
Ph.D.-in-waiting
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INTERNET
HUMOR
  RFC
- 527- RFC
- 2100
- CYBERWOCKY
- LIMERICKS
- TOASTERNET
- DOT
COM HUMOR
The
Plan
- In the beginning, there
was the Plan.
-
- And then came the
Assumptions.
-
- And the Assumptions were
without form,
-
- And the Plan was without
substance.
-
- And darkness was upon
the face of the Workers.
-
- And they spoke among
themselves saying, "It's a crock of sh-t, and it
stinks."
-
- And the Workers went
unto their Supervisors and said, "It is a pail of dung,
and we can't live with the smell."
-
- And the Supervisors went
unto their Managers saying, "It is a container of
excrement, and it is very strong, such that none may
abide by it."
-
- And the Managers went
unto their Directors saying, "It is a vessel of
fertilizer, and none may abide it's
strength."
-
- And the Directors spoke
among themselves, saying to one another, "It contains
that which aids plant growth, and it is very
strong."
-
- And the Directors went
to the Vice Presidents saying unto them, "It promotes
growth, and it is very powerful."
-
- And the Vice Presidents
went to the President saying unto him, "This new plan
will actively promote growth, and vigor of the company
with very powerful effects."
-
- And the President looked
upon the Plan, and said that it was good,
-
- And the Plan became
Policy . . .
-
- This is how sh-t
happens.
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