It is reported that the Dozenal Society of Great Britain wants everybody to count to a base of twelve, not ten; the dozenal system not the metric system.
Now everybody counts in tens:
There’s farmers with their sheep and hens,
The bankers who count all the cash,
And binmen who collect the trash.
All these folk have ten fingers so,
It’s pretty logical to go,
And use a number system that,
Will work for counting this and that.
But others say that twelve is best,
Because, compared to all the rest,
This number’s lots of factors so,
Can be divided as I’ll show.
To see all this you have to take,
Some sort of pudding, pie or cake,
Divide it into three or four,
And then see who might want some more.
If they do you might go for six,
Small pieces that won’t make them sick,
But if they’re pigs the thing to do,
Is simply cut the cake in two.
But if the base is different then,
You have to go for five or ten;
Of freedom you have less degrees,
To cut it for your guests to please.
So far, so good for eating cake,
But if most people try to make,
Some sense of numbers after nine,
They’ll get it wrong most every time.
For all our brains have been imbued,
With metric measures for our food,
And since our brains just cannot cope,
A change to twelve has little hope.
Computers work with base sixteen,
But ere we see it on the screen,
They check results and only then,
Convert it back to base of ten.
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