What a rush of rashness
I ruined my own business
Gambling till I was broke,
All I did was mope
Soon then I choked
Coughed out all my money
I really needed some honey
Just to make my day.
So I went on my way,
Coming to a cave
Within were vast hives
Containing delicious honey
The honey I took,
Selling them for money
So I was rich indeed

The bees discovered my deed,
And I took a beating indeed
Stung so badly my them
I was inflicted with scurvy
I cried out and said,
"Oh my painful belly,
It simply feels like jelly!"
Then now I know
What I must do:
Always PROBE before picking
Even if one was broke!

Penned by my hand on the 12th of Aeguary, in the year 431 AF.