A deep inner meaning much more than dispair
For those who assumed my belongings weren't there
My poem has meaning much more than mere theft
Though my pack was quite full, I felt oh so bereft

If you're in a room with some rogue empty pack
Remember that LOOK IN (your) PACK's just a hack
You'll look in the empty one thinking it's yours
So before you cry, "THIEF!", try out one of the doors.

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Ero, in the year 525 AF.